Rodeo Queen

Dust hangs like a wall above the old dirt ring,
She pulls the knot tight on a heavy braided string.
Hat pulled down low, eyes darker than the deepest night,
Waiting for the chute to open, ready for the fight.

Припев
She is the Rodeo Queen,
Her throne is a wild beast, the rules are mean.
Her crown is stitched together from heavy leather and sweat,
And she ain't ever quitting till the final bet is met.


A one-ton black devil is pawing at the ground,
Not a single cowboy lasted till the buzzer's sound.
She gets into the saddle like a messenger of fate,
Gripping on the rigging rope, pure power, straight and great.


The scars upon her wrists hide a thousand untold stories,
The gate flies wide open, a straight ticket to hell's glories.
The whole crowd holds its breath while the monster breaks the air.



Припев
She is the Rodeo Queen,
Her throne is a wild beast, the rules are mean.
Her crown is stitched together from heavy leather and sweat,
And she ain't ever quitting till the final bet is met.


Eight long seconds are over, she is standing on her feet.
The Rodeo Queen, the one they just can't beat.
Fading away in the shadows.


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