The Buckin' Song - Robert Earl Keen
I had a hose, her name was Bad Luck, She wasn't good lookin', but she sure could buck. Yeah hoo- Hey, hey, Yippy-i Ki-ay. I put my momma on her, she threw her in the air, Momma said, "Son, that's a mother-buckin' mare." Yeah hoo- Hey, hey, Yippy-i Ki-ay. I took her to the rodeo, she won 'a second place, Did really buckin' good in the buckin' barrel race. Yeah hoo- Hey, hey, Yippy-i Ki-ay. ... Ride on.... She won a thousand dollars, I put it in my hat, Bought a brand new saddle; she bucked me outta that. Yeah hoo- Hey, hey, Yippy-i Ki-ay. She bucked me on the pick-up truck, She bucked me on the fence; Daddy said, "Son, ya got no buckin' sense." Yeah hoo- Hey, hey, Yippy-i Ki-ay. ... Try again.... Awww, watch it.... There she goes.... Ooh, hoo.... One more time.... If ya got a bucker, don't ever buck around, That buckin' mother bucker 'll buck ya on the ground. Yeah hoo- Hey, hey, Yippy-i Ki-ay.
Artist: Robert Earl Keen
Title: The Buckin' Song