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When I was just a very young lad, 
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I walked up and I told my dad, 
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A bareback rider?s what I wanna be, 
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I want the whole world to know about me. 
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In the rodeo arena I?ll take my stand, 
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I wanna be known as a rodeo man. 
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I?ll come flyin? from the chute with my spurs up high, 
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Chaps and boots reachin? for the sky. 
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Spurrin? wild with my head flung back, 
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You?ll ask whose that well that?s Bareback Jack, 
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You?ll ask whose that well that?s Bareback Jack. 
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The years of boyhood now have passed, 
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It didn?t take long to learn the tricks real fast. 
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Now I?m goin? down the road with my rodeo gear, 
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And I hope to make the finals in just a few years. 
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And when my chance comes I?ll give it a whirl, 
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Try to win the championship of the world, 
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I?ll come flyin? from the chutes with my spurs up high, 
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Chaps and boots reachin? for the sky, 
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Spurrin? wild with my head flung back, 
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You?ll all know me, I?m Bareback Jack, 
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You?ll all know me, I?m Bareback Jack. 
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Well here I am , I?m a-layin? in bed, 
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The sun of a buck jumped onto my head. 
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I?m a-layin? here dyin? and a-hurtin? real bad, 
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Now I wish I?d listened to my old dad. 
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When he said son you?d better stop foolin? around, 
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You?re gonna get your guts stomped into the ground. 
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You?ll come flyin? from the chute with your tail up high, 
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That old buckin? horse is gonna throw ya in the sky, 
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When you come down you?re gonna break your back. 
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STRUM Then we?ll all know you as Old Crippled Up Jack, 
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In a wheelchair with a broken back.
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