Bareback Jack

When I was just a very young lad I walked up and I told my dad A bareback rider's what I want to 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 throwed back You'll ask, "Who's that?" Well, that's Bareback Jack You'll ask, "Who's 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 And 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 My name's Bareback Jack You'll all know me My name's Bareback Jack Well, here I am, I'm layin' in bed The son of a buck jumped onto my head I'm layin' here dyin' and 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 And then we'll all know you as old crippled up Jack In a wheelchair with a broken back"