Bareback Jack Cifras

[Intro]
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[Verse 1]
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When I was just a very young lad
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I walked up and I told my dad
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A bareback riders what I wanna be
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I want the whole world to know about me
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In the rodeo arena, I'll take my stand
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I wanna be known as a rodeo man
 
[Chorus]
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I'll come flyin' from the chute with my spurs up high
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Chaps and boots reachin for the sky
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Spurrin wild with my head flung back
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You'll ask who's that well that's Bareback Jack
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You'll ask who's that well that's Bareback Jack
 
[Interlude]
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[Verse 2]
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The years of boyhood now have passed
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It didn't take long I learned the tricks real fast
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Now I'm goin down the road with my rodeo gear
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And I hope to make the finals in just a few years
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And when my chance comes I'll give it a whirl
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Try to win the championship of the world
 
[Chorus]
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I'll come flyin' from the chute with my spurs up high
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Chaps and boots reachin for the sky
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Spurrin wild with my head flung back
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You'll all know me, I'm Bareback Jack
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You'll all know me, I'm Bareback Jack
 
[Interlude]
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[Verse 3]
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Well here I am, I'm a-layin in bed
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The son of a buck jumped onto my head
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I'm a-layin here dyin and a-hurtin real bad
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And I wish I'd listened to my old dad
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When he said son you better quit foolin around
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Your gonna get your guts stomped into the ground
 
[Alt Chorus]
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You'll come flyin from the chute with your tail up high
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That old buckin horse is gonna throw you in the sky
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And when you come down your gonna break your back
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Then we'll all know you as Old Crippled Up Jack
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In a wheelchair with a broken back
 
[Outro]
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(Fade out)
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