I had me 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,
My dad said, "Son,
That's a mother-buckin' mare"
Yeah hoo - Hey, hey,
Yippy-i Ki-ay...
I took her to the rodeo,
She won second place,
Did really buckin' good
In the buckin' barrel race
Yeah hoo - Hey, hey,
Yippy-i Ki-ay...
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
My Dad said, "Son,
Ya got no buckin' sense"
Yeah hoo - Hey, hey,
Yippy-i Ki-ay...
If ya got a bucker,
Don't ever buck around,
That buckin' mother bucker will
Buck ya on the ground
Yeah hoo- Hey, hey,
Yippy-i Ki-ay
Yippy-i Ki-ay...
compositores: KEEN ROBERT EARL JR
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