The Buckerros

We've been riding all night just to get here
Don't you be throwing us out so soon
Across the whole damn South with cotton-mouth
Now we got some drinking to do

We've been stuck on the range for 45 days
And that's a long, long time
We ain't leaving this place 'til there's a smile on our face
And the whole room is a friend of mine

So won't you line 'em all up
And slide 'em all down
And let's hear the jukebox roll?
We've been living on bacon and beans
Playing the Jacks and the Queens
But we still got some money to blow

And if the times ain't wild enough
We dig our spurs in the make 'em jump
We're riding shotgun with the devil
We're the Buckaroos

My name is Gideon Tanner
I've been a man of good manners
I won't dance 'til the ladies ask me
I simply tip my hat, I smile, and sit back

And then I wait for that friendly stampede
I started dancing so tight that this girl turned white
I thought she must be passing away
I said, "Now don't let me down
'Cause when I hit this town
I've got to live my whole life in a day"

So won't you line 'em all up
And slide 'em all down
And let's hear the jukebox roll?
We've been living on bacon and beans
Playing the Jacks and the Queens
But we still got some money to blow

And if the times ain't wild enough
We dig our spurs in the make 'em jump
We're riding shotgun with the devil
We're the Buckaroos

And if the times ain't wild enough
We dig our spurs in the make 'em jump
We're riding shotgun with the devil
We're the Buckaroos

We're riding shotgun (shotgun) with the devil
We're the Buckaroos
We're riding shotgun with the devil
We're the Buckaroos



Credits
Writer(s): K. Carnes, D. Ellingson
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