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Well I had me a horse, named Bad Luck,
She wasn't good lookin', but she sure could buck.
Yeah hoo hey,hey,

Yippy-i ki-ay.
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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.
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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.
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Rock it
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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.
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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.
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Let's rock it one more time
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ya got If 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.
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