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(yeah yeah) (uh huh) Hook up the trailer to the pickup truck And drive off through the night Truck stop food and Chris LeDoux Yeah it?s 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 Everything?s getting faster, faster The whole world?s spinning faster, faster Hear the crowd screaming faster, faster Yeah you better hurry up, you better cinch it up And hang on yeah Time don?t fly when you?re on a ride A countin? those seconds down It?s seems like two lap times When you?re bucking and tossing around But there?s 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 you?re healing slow Everything?s getting faster, faster The whole world?s 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 can?t turn down another ride Yeah that?s the cowboy way Everything?s getting faster, faster The whole world?s spinning faster, faster Hear the crowd screaming faster, faster Yeah you better hurry up, you better cinch it up Go faster, faster The whole world?s spinning faster, faster Everybody?s 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 |