Rodeo

White lines pass by as he drives.
Going to a place where he thrives.
He has to get to the Rodeo.
Going to do his part in the show.

Car breaks down out of gas.
Waiting for another one to pass.
Old fellow pulls over, opens the door.
Come on man put it to the floor.

White lines pass by as he drives.
He cannot wait to feel that high.
Finally there, it's time to ride.
Digging his spurs into the bull's hide.

Spinning around and down he goes.
He had his four seconds at the rodeo.
Now he gets up but he isn't done.
Move out lets go. It's time for the next one!