Ｂａｒｅｂａｃｋ Ｊａｃｋ - Chris 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

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 a layin' in bed

The sun 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 quit 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