The Buckin' Song

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.