Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Buck 'em, artist - Colt Ford. Album song Country Is as Country Does - EP, in the genre Кантри
Date of issue: 05.10.2009
Record label: Average Joes Entertainment
Song language: English
Buck 'em |
I put my life on the line eight seconds at a time |
It ain’t for the money baby it’s strictly the shine |
I’m gold buckles, white knuckles even when I’m hurt |
And I’m a cowboy up 'til I’m under the dirt |
I been stomped and throwed, I been bucked and banged |
But I’m a cowboy baby so it ain’t no thang |
Got on my chaps and boots, climb up in the chutes |
Nod my head and I’m gone, ride 'em all night long |
I’m a nod and hold on 'til the day that I’m gone |
Got on my Wrangler jeans with the Copenhagen ring |
Boots by Rocky, damn right I’m cocky |
Built Ford tough, ain’t nothin' can stop me |
So, ice the Bud Light, nod at the gate man |
Down in the well or away from my hand |
I’ma ride who I draw, for night moves to big bucks |
Call and tell 'em bring in the big trucks |
I need help to carry all this cash |
We’re 96 and a half on scene at the crash |
Fire up the grill tell Johnsonville |
Put some brats on, we party all night long |
It’s Las Vegas baby, where the players play |
PBR, VIP up in Mandalay Bay |
Yeah I’m a cowboy, yeah I’m a roughneck |
I wear Mossy Oak, I hunt with Bowtech |
I read your Prefert, got me in Branson |
A big tractor, fear is no factor |
Call me on ED mobile 'cause I’m nationwide |
It’s the PBR baby, one hell of a ride |
I put my life on the line eight seconds at a time |
It ain’t for the money baby it’s strictly the shine |
I’m gold buckles, white knuckles even when I’m hurt |
And I’m a cowboy up 'til I’m under the dirt |
I been stomped and throwed, I been bucked and banged |
But I’m a cowboy baby so it ain’t no thang |
Got on my chaps and boots, climb up in the chutes |
Nod my head and I’m gone, ride 'em all night long |
The toughest sport on dirt, my middle name is Hurt |
But still I rosin my glove, rodeo is my love |
Drawin' neon nights and just a dream is fine |
Spurin' for eight seconds all that’s on my mind |
Gettin' hung up and hooked that’s just part of the deal |
We got them Dickey bull fighters and they harder than steel |
This as real as it gets, I pray nothin' will harm me |
That’s why we teamed up with the US Army |
Call Enterprise if you needin' a ride |
PBR nod and will get you inside |
So you can see the greatest show on dirt |
Put your Stetson on with your Cripple Creek shirt |
This as real as it gets. |
they need a Rod Smith |
My son the Crabtree from all the PBR |
You the star that’s still gon' shine |
And every night this cowboy’s gon' lay it on the line |
Come on |
I put my life on the line eight seconds at a time |
It ain’t for the money baby it’s strictly the shine |
I’m gold buckles, white knuckles even when I’m hurt |
And I’m a cowboy up 'til I’m under the dirt |
I been stomped and throwed, I been bucked and banged |
But I’m a cowboy baby so it ain’t no thang |
Got on my chaps and boots, climb up in the chutes |
Nod my head and I’m gone, ride 'em all night long |