Back In the Saddle
Came down from the Cadillac
Dude ranch, health spa
Nestled on the edge of town
For fourteen days I've been
Herbal wrapped, mud packed
Now I'm bustin' out
Well, I thought the wild west wasn't for me
You walked up like a bow legged dream
When you said yes ma'am, I thought I'd scream
Oh, put me in your big ol' pick up truck
Take me to the rodeo
I don't know a thing about broncin' bucks
And I can't do si do
But I can put you back in the saddle, baby
Yeah, stand you up tall
I can put you back in the saddle, baby
Yeah, and that ain't all
Well, it must've been the burned out
New age coffee house
So called sensitive guys
I never thought a leatherneck
Suckin' on a long neck
Could make my temperature rise
But you're so sweet, baby
You're so fine
You bring the barbecue
And I'll bring the wine
We'll dance all night
'Til your belt buckle shines
Oh, put me in your big ol' pick up truck
Take me to the rodeo
I don't know a thing about broncin' bucks
And I can't do si do
But I can put you back in the saddle, baby
Yeah, stand you up tall
I can put you back in the saddle, baby
Every time you fall
Well, I might be in a yuppie funk
You might think I'm a little bit drunk
But all I know is a hunk is a hunk
Oh, put me in your big ol' pick up truck
Take me to the rodeo
I don't know a thing about broncin' bucks
And I can't do si do
But I can put you back in the saddle, baby
Yeah, stand you up tall
I can put you back in the saddle, baby
Yeah, and that ain't all
Dude ranch, health spa
Nestled on the edge of town
For fourteen days I've been
Herbal wrapped, mud packed
Now I'm bustin' out
Well, I thought the wild west wasn't for me
You walked up like a bow legged dream
When you said yes ma'am, I thought I'd scream
Oh, put me in your big ol' pick up truck
Take me to the rodeo
I don't know a thing about broncin' bucks
And I can't do si do
But I can put you back in the saddle, baby
Yeah, stand you up tall
I can put you back in the saddle, baby
Yeah, and that ain't all
Well, it must've been the burned out
New age coffee house
So called sensitive guys
I never thought a leatherneck
Suckin' on a long neck
Could make my temperature rise
But you're so sweet, baby
You're so fine
You bring the barbecue
And I'll bring the wine
We'll dance all night
'Til your belt buckle shines
Oh, put me in your big ol' pick up truck
Take me to the rodeo
I don't know a thing about broncin' bucks
And I can't do si do
But I can put you back in the saddle, baby
Yeah, stand you up tall
I can put you back in the saddle, baby
Every time you fall
Well, I might be in a yuppie funk
You might think I'm a little bit drunk
But all I know is a hunk is a hunk
Oh, put me in your big ol' pick up truck
Take me to the rodeo
I don't know a thing about broncin' bucks
And I can't do si do
But I can put you back in the saddle, baby
Yeah, stand you up tall
I can put you back in the saddle, baby
Yeah, and that ain't all
Credits
Writer(s): Matraca Maria Berg, Stanley Lynch
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