| I put my life on the line eight seconds at a time
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| It ain’t for the money baby it’s strictly the shine
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| I’m gold buckles, white knuckles even when I’m hurt
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| And I’m a cowboy up 'til I’m under the dirt
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| I been stomped and throwed, I been bucked and banged
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| But I’m a cowboy baby so it ain’t no thang
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| Got on my chaps and boots, climb up in the chutes
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| Nod my head and I’m gone, ride 'em all night long
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| I’m a nod and hold on 'til the day that I’m gone
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| Got on my Wrangler jeans with the Copenhagen ring
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| Boots by Rocky, damn right I’m cocky
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| Built Ford tough, ain’t nothin' can stop me
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| So, ice the Bud Light, nod at the gate man
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| Down in the well or away from my hand
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| I’ma ride who I draw, for night moves to big bucks
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| Call and tell 'em bring in the big trucks
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| I need help to carry all this cash
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| We’re 96 and a half on scene at the crash
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| Fire up the grill tell Johnsonville
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| Put some brats on, we party all night long
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| It’s Las Vegas baby, where the players play
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| PBR, VIP up in Mandalay Bay
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| Yeah I’m a cowboy, yeah I’m a roughneck
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| I wear Mossy Oak, I hunt with Bowtech
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| I read your Prefert, got me in Branson
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| A big tractor, fear is no factor
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| Call me on ED mobile 'cause I’m nationwide
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| It’s the PBR baby, one hell of a ride
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| I put my life on the line eight seconds at a time
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| It ain’t for the money baby it’s strictly the shine
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| I’m gold buckles, white knuckles even when I’m hurt
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| And I’m a cowboy up 'til I’m under the dirt
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| I been stomped and throwed, I been bucked and banged
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| But I’m a cowboy baby so it ain’t no thang
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| Got on my chaps and boots, climb up in the chutes
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| Nod my head and I’m gone, ride 'em all night long
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| The toughest sport on dirt, my middle name is Hurt
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| But still I rosin my glove, rodeo is my love
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| Drawin' neon nights and just a dream is fine
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| Spurin' for eight seconds all that’s on my mind
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| Gettin' hung up and hooked that’s just part of the deal
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| We got them Dickey bull fighters and they harder than steel
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| This as real as it gets, I pray nothin' will harm me
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| That’s why we teamed up with the US Army
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| Call Enterprise if you needin' a ride
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| PBR nod and will get you inside
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| So you can see the greatest show on dirt
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| Put your Stetson on with your Cripple Creek shirt
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| This as real as it gets. |
| they need a Rod Smith
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| My son the Crabtree from all the PBR
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| You the star that’s still gon' shine
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| And every night this cowboy’s gon' lay it on the line
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| Come on
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| I put my life on the line eight seconds at a time
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| It ain’t for the money baby it’s strictly the shine
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| I’m gold buckles, white knuckles even when I’m hurt
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| And I’m a cowboy up 'til I’m under the dirt
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| I been stomped and throwed, I been bucked and banged
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| But I’m a cowboy baby so it ain’t no thang
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| Got on my chaps and boots, climb up in the chutes
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| Nod my head and I’m gone, ride 'em all night long |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Buck 'em , by - Colt Ford. Song from the album Country Is as Country Does - EP, in the genre Кантри