Bucky The Bull

There was a bull named Bucky

It seemed he ran out of lucky

You see Bucky

Didn't wanna buck

That was a problem you see

Cause he was on his way to Tallahassee

The main attraction

At the tri-county rodeo

He dazzeled 'em from Dallas to Dakota

Into the air he’d throw ya

And if you’d stay on his back

You'd win the gold

He had quite a reputation

A tornado of devastaion

But he was mellowing now

As he was growing old

Still you’d hear ‘em say

Step right in, step right up

Come see Bucky the bucking bull buck

He's a mean hombre, with big scary horns

Many mamas curse the day he was born

Come on in and get your ticket here

Your safe in the stands, you got nothing to fear

Watch the cowboys test their luck

See if they got the right stuff

Watch Bucky the bucking bull buck

He arrived at the rodeo around ten

He had a star trailer to lay in

And around him he saw the other bulls

Warning up

They loaded him into the chute

His rope not to tight, not too loose

And a rookie named Garret

Climbed upon his back

It became the same old routine

He had seen it all

There was no thrill it seemed

The dream had died long ago

But still you’d hear ‘em say

The cowboy nodded his head and said: “Let ‘er rip!”

The chute gate opened and they moved out quick

But Bucky hardly bucked and the cowboy cursed

"Come on now, give me your worst!"

There was such passion in the young man’s voice

Bucky came alive, well he had no choice

He said "ok cowboy, buckle in

Were gonna dance

Were gonna dance

Hang on to your pants!

And now you hear ‘em say