[Intro] D G D A D Dust in the air as the lights come on G Boots hit the dirt, yeah, the crowd rolls strong D Pickup trucks lined by the county gate A Small-town fire on a Friday night late D She’s got her number pinned, reins in her hand G Heart beatin’ fast like a kick drum band D I pull my gloves on, feel that pull A Next out the chute is a mean black bull [Pré-Refrão] Bm When the announcer calls our names out loud G Time slows down in front of that crowd A Yeah, everything fades when the gate swings wide [Refrão] D It’s a Friday night rodeo, fire in her eyes G Barrels fly by under Texas skies Bm Eight seconds feel like forever to me A She’s racin’ that clock, I’m ridin’ that beast D The crowd goes wild, hear ’em scream and shout G Cowboy and cowgirl, givin’ it all we’ve got Bm When them gates swing open, everybody knows A This is our life at the Friday night rodeo [Segunda Parte] D Her horse cuts tight, leather and speed G She leans in low, that’s pure grace I see D The clock keeps tickin’, my heart skips time A She crosses that line, right on the dime D I nod my hat, rope tied just right G That bull hits hard, but I hold on tight D Eight long seconds, hangin’ on faith A I hit that dirt, still standin’ straight [Pré-Refrão] Bm We meet by the fence, dust on our skin G Laughin’ like winners, no matter who wins A Yeah, side by side where we’ve always been [Refrão] D It’s a Friday night rodeo, fire in her eyes G Barrels fly by under Texas skies Bm Eight seconds feel like forever to me A She’s racin’ that clock, I’m ridin’ that beast D The crowd goes wild, hear ’em scream and shout G Cowboy and cowgirl, givin’ it all we’ve got Bm When them gates swing open, everybody knows A This is our life at the Friday night rodeo [Ponte] Bm Under them bleachers, hands locked tight G Sayin’ a prayer we both come home alright D Win or lose, yeah, one thing’s true A That dirt-road dream keeps pullin’ us through Bm Two wild hearts, one dusty road G Chasin’ dreams wherever they go A No matter where that highway bends [Refrão Final] D Yeah, Friday night rodeo, neon and dust G Steel gates slammin’, thunder and trust Bm She rides for the time, I ride for pride A Two wild hearts on the same hard ride D When the last light fades and the crowd goes slow G We load the trailer, headin’ home Bm With buckles, bruises, and stories we know A We belong to the Friday night rodeo [Final] D Yeah, bulls get mean and the nights get loud G But she’s my forever in that rodeo crowd ( D A D )