Hook up the trailer to the pickup truck
And drive off through the night
Truck stop food and Chris LeDoux
Yeah its big show time
They come rollin in hell bent to win
Yeah they draw a number and wait
Say a prayer throw their hand in the air
The second they open the gate
Everythings getting faster, faster
The whole worlds spinning faster, faster
Hear the crowd screaming faster, faster
Yeah you better hurry up, you better cinch it up
And hang on yeah
Time dont fly when youre on a ride
A countin those seconds down
Its seems like two lap times
When youre bucking and tossing around
But theres a buckle waiting at the end of the night
Enough money to make the next show
And a winning day is worth the pay
Even though youre healing slow
Everythings getting faster, faster
The whole worlds spinning faster, faster
Hear the crowd screaming faster, faster
Yeah you better hurry up, you better cinch it up
And hang on yeah hang on
They never stop to take a breath
They just try to keep up the pace
They cant turn down another ride
Yeah thats the cowboy way
Everythings getting faster, faster
The whole worlds spinning faster, faster
Hear the crowd screaming faster, faster
Yeah you better hurry up, you better cinch it up
Go faster, faster
The whole worlds spinning faster, faster
Everybodys screaming faster, faster
Yeah you gotta hurry up, you gotta cinch it up
Hang on yeah
Go faster, faster
Ya gotta hurry up, ya gotta cinch it up
And hang on
Go faster, faster
Ya gotta hurry up, ya gotta cinch it up