Song | Bareback Jack |
Artist | Chris LeDoux |
Album | The Ultimate Collection |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : LeDoux | |
When I was just a very young lad I walked up and I told my dad | |
A bareback rider's what I wanna be I want the whole world to know about me | |
In the rodeo arena I'll take my stand I wanna be known as a rodeo man | |
I'll come flyin' from the chute with my spurs up high | |
Chaps and boots reachin' for the sky | |
Spurrin' wild with my head throw'd back | |
You'll ask whose that well that's Bareback Jack | |
You'll ask whose that well that's Bareback Jack | |
The years of boyhood now have passed | |
It didn't take long to learn the tricks real fast | |
Now I'm goin' down the road with my rodeo gear | |
And I hope to make the finals in just a few years | |
And when my chance comes I'll give it a whirl | |
Try to win the championship of the world | |
I'll come flyin' from the chutes with my spurs up high | |
Chaps and boots reachin' for the sky | |
Spurrin' a wild with my head flung back | |
You'll all know me I'm Bareback Jack | |
You'll all know me I'm Bareback Jack | |
Well here I am I'm a layin' in bed | |
The son of a buck jumped onto my head | |
I'm a-layin' here dyin' and a hurtin' real bad | |
Now I wish I'd listened to my old dad | |
When he said son you'd better stop foolin' around | |
You're gonna get your guts stomped into the ground | |
You'll come flyin' from the chute with your tail up high | |
That old buckin' horse is gonna throw ya in the sky | |
When you come down you're gonna break your back | |
Then we'll all know you as Old Crippled Up Jack | |
And that'll be all for ol' Bareback Jack! |
zuo ci : LeDoux | |
When I was just a very young lad I walked up and I told my dad | |
A bareback rider' s what I wanna be I want the whole world to know about me | |
In the rodeo arena I' ll take my stand I wanna be known as a rodeo man | |
I' ll come flyin' from the chute with my spurs up high | |
Chaps and boots reachin' for the sky | |
Spurrin' wild with my head throw' d back | |
You' ll ask whose that well that' s Bareback Jack | |
You' ll ask whose that well that' s Bareback Jack | |
The years of boyhood now have passed | |
It didn' t take long to learn the tricks real fast | |
Now I' m goin' down the road with my rodeo gear | |
And I hope to make the finals in just a few years | |
And when my chance comes I' ll give it a whirl | |
Try to win the championship of the world | |
I' ll come flyin' from the chutes with my spurs up high | |
Chaps and boots reachin' for the sky | |
Spurrin' a wild with my head flung back | |
You' ll all know me I' m Bareback Jack | |
You' ll all know me I' m Bareback Jack | |
Well here I am I' m a layin' in bed | |
The son of a buck jumped onto my head | |
I' m alayin' here dyin' and a hurtin' real bad | |
Now I wish I' d listened to my old dad | |
When he said son you' d better stop foolin' around | |
You' re gonna get your guts stomped into the ground | |
You' ll come flyin' from the chute with your tail up high | |
That old buckin' horse is gonna throw ya in the sky | |
When you come down you' re gonna break your back | |
Then we' ll all know you as Old Crippled Up Jack | |
And that' ll be all for ol' Bareback Jack! |
zuò cí : LeDoux | |
When I was just a very young lad I walked up and I told my dad | |
A bareback rider' s what I wanna be I want the whole world to know about me | |
In the rodeo arena I' ll take my stand I wanna be known as a rodeo man | |
I' ll come flyin' from the chute with my spurs up high | |
Chaps and boots reachin' for the sky | |
Spurrin' wild with my head throw' d back | |
You' ll ask whose that well that' s Bareback Jack | |
You' ll ask whose that well that' s Bareback Jack | |
The years of boyhood now have passed | |
It didn' t take long to learn the tricks real fast | |
Now I' m goin' down the road with my rodeo gear | |
And I hope to make the finals in just a few years | |
And when my chance comes I' ll give it a whirl | |
Try to win the championship of the world | |
I' ll come flyin' from the chutes with my spurs up high | |
Chaps and boots reachin' for the sky | |
Spurrin' a wild with my head flung back | |
You' ll all know me I' m Bareback Jack | |
You' ll all know me I' m Bareback Jack | |
Well here I am I' m a layin' in bed | |
The son of a buck jumped onto my head | |
I' m alayin' here dyin' and a hurtin' real bad | |
Now I wish I' d listened to my old dad | |
When he said son you' d better stop foolin' around | |
You' re gonna get your guts stomped into the ground | |
You' ll come flyin' from the chute with your tail up high | |
That old buckin' horse is gonna throw ya in the sky | |
When you come down you' re gonna break your back | |
Then we' ll all know you as Old Crippled Up Jack | |
And that' ll be all for ol' Bareback Jack! |