Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song The Bucking Machine, artist - Chris Ledoux. Album song American Cowboy, in the genre Поп
Date of issue: 31.12.1993
Record label: Capitol Records Nashville
Song language: English
The Bucking Machine |
I’ve rode lots of horses and I’ve won a few shows |
Ridin' broncs at the big old rodeos |
But the dang-dest contraption that I’ve ever seen |
Is that bucket of bots called a buckin' machine |
The kids they were all lined up to give the thing a go |
And when I first saw it Lord it looked pretty slow |
It jumped and it kicked then it turned back a twirled |
Then I got to thinking I’ll give it a whirl |
So I pushed through the crowd and I talked to the man |
Who had invented this here modified garbage can |
I said I’m a twister and one of the best |
I’m a wolf of the world boys I must confess |
Ill bet you a hundred I said with a grin I’ll spur it so hard its sides will |
cave in |
And the bolts and the screws that hold the dang thing together |
Will fall down inside it there and short out its motor |
Well the man he said son I’ll take that bet |
And I won’t turn it till you think that you’re set |
So I got my riggin' and I cinched it on down |
Then I said to old Sam go ahead and turn it on |
Well it rattled and it groaned, then it started to move |
I spurred it every jump, and, Lord, it felt mighty smooth |
The foam rubber was a flyin' right off of its old neck |
And the tin underneath it was startin' to crack |
I looked at the man and I started to say |
I’ll win me that hundred fore the end of the day |
Then he grabbed a big ol' lever with a little sly grin |
Jammed it up to high gear and locked it right on in |
With a snatch and a jerk and a sharp stabbin' pain |
I felt like a hobo tied to an old freight train |
My head it went to poppin' and I saw all the starts |
The Big Dipper the Milky Way and the planet they call Mars |
The next thing I knew I was right there on the ground |
Just about thirty feet away from that laughin' crowd |
So I payed up my hundred and I limped on away |
And the words the man I still remember today |
So you’re a wolf of the world and a real tough twister |
Well listen real close to some good advise Mister |
Keep a ridin' them old broncs if you’re still feeling mean |
But you’d better keep clear of Sam’s buckin' machine |