(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