Life's kinda like a runaway freight train It starts rollin' and it never comes back It'll catch you in the eye of a hurricane In a tin-roof shotgun shack It will go there, out of nowhere It can change on you just like that Just keep on going, you can't control it All you can do is give it all you have
You gotta ride it out You gotta finish strong Grab it by the reins and just hang on Dig your heels in, pull your hat down When it starts to spin You just ride it out
It's those nights when everything goes wrong It's those days when nothing goes right When you're on a nine miles of bad road And there ain't no end in sight We've all been there, baby I swear It's when you kick it in the 4-wheel drive It ain't the first time, it ain't the last time Go on and shake it off, that's just why
You gotta ride it out You gotta finish strong Grab it by the reins and just hang on Dig your heels in, pull your hat down When it starts to spin You just ride it out Ride it out You gotta ride it out
You see it coming across a 40-acre cornfield There ain't no doubt it's headed your way You gotta go with it Just tuck and roll with it Win or lose, comin' out of that case
You gotta ride it out You gotta finish strong Grab it by the reins and just hang on Dig your heels in, pull your hat down When it starts to spin You just ride it out Ride it out You just ride it out Ride it out
Compositores: David Lee Murphy, Shane Allen Minor, Stephen H Eatinger (Tate Stevens) ECAD: Obra #8203015