The Buckin' Song Songtext
von Jerrod Niemann

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