Bucking Machine Lyrics - Chris Ledoux

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 bucking 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 and then it turned back and 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" 

"I'll bet you a hundred", I said with a grin 

"I'll spur it so hard, its sides cave in 

And the bolts and the screws 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 on 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 the 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 stars 

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 said 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 bucking machine