"8 Second High" lyrics

Long hard days, can't-sleep nights
Gotta get out of town to hit the next one in time
And the good Lord knows that you can't go home
'Til your buckle brand-new or you broke a damn bone
It might be I'm insane
For thinkin' I can live this kinda way

For rodeo queens and go-'round dreams
Spurrin' in a saddle while the bleachers scream
Holdin' on a rein with a hand in the air
Waitin' on a whistle, hangin' on a prayer

Where the world stands still
Under bright white lights
No, it ain't what it pay
Once it gets in your veins
All you wanna do is ride the eight-second high

And now the time between is a long comedown
Livin' for the thing that you're livin' without
Jumpin' at the bit just to bet on yourself
And get back into shoein' and give it some hell

For rodeo queens and go-'round dreams
Spurrin' in a saddle while the bleachers scream
Holdin' on a rein with a hand in the air
Waitin' on a whistle, hangin' on a prayer

Where the world stands still
Under bright white lights
No, it ain't what it pay
Once it gets in your veins
All you wanna do is ride the eight-second high

Better hold on tight

For rodeo queens and go-'round dreams
Spurrin' in a saddle while the bleachers scream
Holdin' on a rein with a hand in the air
Waitin' on a whistle, hangin' on a prayer

Where the world stands still
Under bright white lights
No, it ain't what it pay
Once it gets in your veins
All you wanna do is ride the eight-second high