Iron Horse

Intro

Verse 1

Bobby Ray was king of Texas, had his face on every wall

Wrangler jeans and radio deals, he was ten feet tall

Whiskey breakfast, Vegas weekends, three wives gave him hell

Till the only thing that'd have him was a motel and a smell

Last bull he ever rode was a Tuesday afternoon

Fell off in four seconds flat, crowd left the room

Now the biggest ride in Tulsa is a dollar fifty a go

Bobby Ray on the Iron Horse at the Kermis Rodeo

Chorus

Ride it Iron Horse, ride it like you mean it

Eight seconds of glory on a machine that don't feel it

The kids are all laughing but you don't even care

King of the Iron Horse with sawdust in your hair

Verse 2

He wraps his hand like it's Madison Square

Tips his hat to a six year old who don't care

Puts his dollar in, takes a real deep breath

Rides that Iron Horse like it's life or death

The carnie's selling hotdogs, the music's out of tune

But Bobby Ray is focused like it's high noon

Eight seconds, nine, ten — she never throws him off

Crowd of sticky children is his only scoff

Chorus

Ride it Iron Horse, ride it like you mean it

Eight seconds of glory on a machine that don't feel it

The kids are all laughing but you don't even care

King of the Iron Horse with sawdust in your hair

Verse 3

One August afternoon a stranger stopped and stared

Suit and tie in Tulsa, boots that'd never been repaired

Said "boy I've seen a thousand riders, most of 'em are done"

"But the way you sit that iron horse, son, you might still be the one"

Bobby Ray just tipped his hat, didn't miss a beat

Said "mister I've been training hard in this here summer heat"

The carnie rolled his eyes and ate another corn dog slow

But Bobby Ray was ready for the Madison Rodeo

Chorus

Ride it Iron Horse, ride it like you mean it

Eight seconds of glory on a machine that don't feel it

The kids are all laughing but you don't even care

King of the Iron Horse with sawdust in your hair

Bridge

He went back that night when the fairground closed

Just him and the Iron Horse and the Lord only knows

He put in his last quarter, whispered "one more time"

"You made me a rider again, and that ain't no crime"

She spun him slow in the carnival light

Bobby Ray cried a little, but that's alright

A man's gotta thank the horse that carried him through

Even if she runs on quarters and she's painted blue

Chorus

Ride it Iron Horse, ride it like you mean it

Eight seconds of glory on a machine that don't feel it

The kids are all laughing but you don't even care

King of the Iron Horse with sawdust in your hair

Outro

He rode that bull for eight seconds straight

Madison Rodeo, the crowd went irate

Bobby Ray was back, hat still on his head

All those years of whiskey and women, left for dead

They put the buckle in his hand, he held it to the sky

Looked back at the fairground with a tear in his eye

Said "I owe it all to Tulsa and a carnival ride"

"The Iron Horse that never let me fall off its side"

Spoken

"This music was created by Country DiscoPrincess — Royalty of the Night"