Transcribed by Diron Ahlquist (Dakota4954@aol.com ) 
 
                        THE BUCKSKIN LADY 
                                    by Bob Frank performed by Chris LeDoux 
 
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STRUM Now, I?ve got a pony, the fastest thing around, 
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And of all the girls I?ve known she?s the truest one I?ve found. 
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Well, she?ll cut ?em and she?ll head ?em just the way you want ?em turned, 
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And if you drop your loop around ?em , she can make a grass rope hum , 
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And any time you got a rodeo, and I?ve got the entry fee, 
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You can bet your boots my gal and I will come. 
 
CHORUS 
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Whoopee-ti-d-idi-ido on the plains of Colorado 
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That young pony was born to work the trail. 
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Some old Idaho rawhider was the first one tried to ride her, 
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Bronco buster, wild horse rustler, well she flipped him off like a 

turkey feather duster. 
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STRUM Now, some folks like a Cadillac with power brakes and air, 
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Just give me a Hamlee saddle and my little buckskin mare. 
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Well, I Frode her up a mountain when we made that summer drive, 
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And I took her to Wyomin? for a rodeo or two, 
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At old Cheyenne and Saratoga, we roped them little dogies, 
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She the best ole gal this cowboy ever knew. 
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STRUM When she gets to old to rodeo too old to ride the range, 
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I?ll take the Buckskin Lady out across the open plains. 
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Cause she?s just an ole cow pony and I know she?d go plum crazy 
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If she had to stand unsaddled around the barn the whole day through 
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I?ll just turn her loose to ramble underneath them Rocky Mountains 
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And tell ?em that her workin? days are through. 
 
CHORUS 
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Whoopee-ti-d-idi-ido on the plains of Colorado, 
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That?s my pony sir and I say she ain?t for sale.