The Buckin' Song

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