8 Seconds

He's been this way since he was seven

His mama didn't like it

He craved the smell of hay and leather

And the sound of the gate when you strike it

See Josiah John is my kid brother

My mothers other son

And he called me one day, out of the blue

Said his dream had him ready to run

Anyway, he left home, and slept in his truck

He ate what he could find

To save up enough for the next go round

Just to feel that bull unwind

He was gored real bad at Sandstone

And it took him a year to heal

But he wouldn't quit ridin those rank ol bulls

And those dusty old gates of steel

Life is like a big mean bull

But don't you let him scare you

Time's too short to sit on the bench

Waitin for them to hear you

You can't predict no bull

And you can't predict this world

So just jump on

And you HOLD ON

And give this bull a whirl

Wave your hand and man that sand

Is flyin all around you

Ramrod spine and stars that shine

Exploding in your head and dude

That bull is rank and you're in the tank

Keep your heels down - stay out of the well

Come up for air, now watch out there!

He's about to give er well

He'll twist and buck and man your truck

Is gonna feel good tonight, it's

Boots and sky, he'll hang you high

And that's your tongue- don't bite it

You might get thrown, you might get owned

You may just hit the gate

But No matter what they call you

No matter how often you fall you

Dust off your chaps and pick up your hat

And try again for eight

He's done some time, and paid some fines

And had some real bad women

He made mistakes and learned from them

But Man, he says, I'm livin

And now he's joined the PBR

Tho he hasn't made the finals yet

But I'm proud of him, for goin all in

And always givin his best

Now some of you never Cowboyed up

And maybe some of you did

And maybe you rode eight seconds

And maybe you been doin it since you were a kid

But I learned this, from Josiah

That when the lights and crowd are gone

You find out what you really love

If you still wanna climb back on

Life is like a big mean bull

But don't you let him scare you

Time's too short to sit on the bench

Waitin for them to hear you

You can't predict no bull

And you can't predict this world

So just jump on

And you HOLD ON

And give this bull a whirl

Wave your hand and man that sand

Is flyin all around you

Ramrod spine and stars that shine

Exploding in your head and dude

That bull is rank and you're in the tank

Keep your heels down - stay out of the well

Come up for air, now watch out there!

He's about to give er welllll

He'll twist and buck and man your truck

Is gonna feel good tonight, it's

Boots and sky, he'll hang you high

And that's your tongue- don't bite it

You might get thrown, you might get owned

You may just hit the gate

But No matter what they call you

No matter how often you fall you

Dust off your chaps and pick up your hat

And try again for eight

No matter what they call you

No matter how often you fall you

Dust off your chaps and pick up your hat

And try again for eight