Ride the storm

Dust kicks up under my boots

Rodeo lights in pursuit

Eight seconds feels like a year

Living for cheers and ice-cold beer

Ride the storm hold the line

Bruised and battered but feeling fine

Chasing dreams through the dust and din

Riding bulls and chasing the wind

Leather glove wraps my hand tight

Adrenaline surges under the night

The beast bucks but I don't break

This is my world for goodness’ sake

Ride the storm hold the line

Bruised and battered but feeling fine

Chasing dreams through the dust and din

Riding bulls and chasing the wind

The crowd roars like a raging sea

This life ain't easy but it’s all for me

Chasing those women with a whiskey grin

This is the chaos I revel in

Scars on my body tell the tale

Of living fast and never frail

But I'll ride till the fire dies

The bull and I both locked in skies