🎸 “Super Sunday (We Ride)” Genre: Hard Country Rock / Arena Southern Rock / Country Pop Crossover Tempo: 90 BPM | Key: A minor | Format: Verse / Chorus / Verse / Chorus / Bridge / Final Chorus [Verse 1] Sun's burnin' down on the digital dirt, Boots on the rail and a heart full of hurt, Every stable’s tuned in, ready to roll, It's Super Sunday, we’re chasin’ gold. The gate's gonna fly at the sound of the bell, One shot to heaven, one shot to hell. They ain't just runnin', they’re runnin’ for pride— At Photo Finish, we let the legends ride. [Chorus] This is Super Sunday, it’s the ride of our lives, Where champions are crowned under neon skies. From High Court dreams to tomorrow’s new day, We race through the fire and breed through the flame. So saddle it up, there's no place to hide— On Super Sunday, we ride. [Verse 2] High Court’s callin’, it’s judgment day, Where bloodlines meet fate and the fast don’t play. Grit in their veins and thunder in stride, One blink too slow, and you're left behind. But we’re eyein’ tomorrow with hearts open wide, Foals Day’s comin' like the Fourth of July. The future’s kickin’ inside that barn, Ready to carry the next wave of stars. [Chorus] This is Super Sunday, it’s the ride of our lives, Where champions are crowned under neon skies. From High Court dreams to tomorrow’s new day, We race through the fire and breed through the flame. So saddle it up, there's no place to hide— On Super Sunday, we ride. [Bridge] The crowd’s on their feet, it’s electric and loud, One photo finish will make or break crowns. From finish-line roars to that newborn neigh, We live for the glory, we live for the day. [Final Chorus] Yeah, it's Super Sunday, and we’re born to race, Every heartbeat’s drummin’ like a horse at the gate. From High Court glory to the foals on the way, Legends are made in the heat of the fray. So ride for the banner, the dream, and the pride— It’s Super Sunday... And we ride.
