Faster, Faster

(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 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