Bareback Jack

When I was just a very young lad
 I walked up and I told my dad
 A bareback rider's what I want to be
 I want the whole world to know about me
 In the rodeo arena, I'll take my stand
 I wanna be known as a rodeo man
 I'll come flyin' from the chute with my spurs up high
 Chaps and boots reachin' for the sky
 Spurrin' wild with my head throwed back
 You'll ask, "Who's that?"
 Well, that's Bareback Jack
 You'll ask, "Who's that?"
 Well, that's Bareback Jack
 The years of boyhood now have passed
 It didn't take long to learn the tricks real fast
 Now I'm goin' down the road with my rodeo gear
 And I hope to make the finals in just a few years
 And when my chance comes, I'll give it a whirl
 And try to win the championship of the world
 I'll come flyin' from the chutes with my spurs up high
 Chaps and boots reachin' for the sky
 Spurrin' a wild with my head flung back
 You'll all know me
 My name's Bareback Jack
 You'll all know me
 My name's Bareback Jack
 Well, here I am, I'm layin' in bed
 The son of a buck jumped onto my head
 I'm layin' here dyin' and hurtin' real bad
 Now I wish I'd listened to my old dad
 When he said, "Son, you'd better stop foolin' around
 You're gonna get your guts stomped into the ground"
 "You'll come flyin' from the chute with your tail up high
 That old buckin' horse is gonna throw ya in the sky
 When you come down, you're gonna break your back
 And then we'll all know you as old crippled up Jack
 In a wheelchair with a broken back"