More songs by The BossHoss
Description
Producer: Hoss Power
Composer: Hoss Power
Lyrics and translation
Original
You shot me down, -hit the ground, dusted off my face.
-If things go wrong, make a sound.
On your feet, no time -to waste.
-Ride it like a cowboy through the stormy night. Even if the sky's gray, gotta keep your grip tight.
Saddle up the problems, make it feel just right.
Ride it like a cowboy till the morning light.
Times are rough, twist and turn.
Fires burn, bridges fall.
We learn fast, shadows churn.
We stand tall above -it all.
-Ride it like a cowboy through the stormy night. Even if the sky's gray, gotta keep your grip tight.
Saddle up the problems, make it feel just right.
Ride it like a cowboy till the morning light. Ride, ride, ride.
Ride, ride, ride.
When the lights go, trust your heart.
Find your way in the dark.
At the end, there's a new start.
Ride on, ignite the spark.
Ride it like a cowboy through the stormy night.
Even if the sky's gray, gotta keep your grip tight.
Saddle up the problems, make it feel just right. Ride it like a cowboy till the morning light.
Ride it like a cowboy through the stormy night.
Even if the sky's gray, gotta keep your grip tight. Saddle up the problems, make it feel just right.
Ride it like a cowboy till the morning light.
Ride, ride, ride.
Ride, ride, ride.
Ride, ride, ride.
Ride, ride, ride!