Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song The Bucking Machine , by - Chris Ledoux. Song from the album American Cowboy, in the genre ПопRelease date: 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 |