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TALKIN' BRONC BALLET BLUES
As sung by Dave Stamey on "If I Had a Horse" (2003)

At a hack stable or brandin' pen—
Any place you might find some bowlegged men—
Ask any old hand; he's bound to say
He's got the answer to the bronc ballet.
If your pony breaks in two,
There's certain things a fella needs to do.
If you follow his advice down to the letter,
Your buck-off average is bound to get better.

The only problem is: you can't find two in a thousand of 'em'll tell you the same thing.

There's those who'll tell ya it's in your seat,
And the way a fella holds his feet.
You gotta sit back a little an' drop yer heels.
Try it one time, son; see how it feels.
Others say the thing to do
Is jerk 'im sideways a time or two,
Pull his head around to the left or the right
And break his momentum; he'll give up the fight.

Oh yeah: don't forget to stay loose!

Others say to rake some fur,
Get aggressive and use your spurs.
Just jab them gut-hooks into his side
And bust him into a run; it's easier to ride.
Probably won't go through a fence.
Stay relaxed now; don't get tense.
And if he happens to run ya up underneath a tree,
Remember: decapitation is preferable to a buck-off, 'cause that can be embarrassing.

Don't worry, pard; I bet they can sew that ear back on!

Some call it shameful to grab the horn.
Others say there is no scorn
For those of us who have to go pullin' leather,
Because stayin' aboard is always better.
Problem is: it happens way too fast.
Ain't got a chance to grab yer slack.
Gives a grunt and leaves the ground,
Farts you off and drags you around.

Hard to catch your breath when that happens.

Thing is, the guys that tell you this stuff,
They kind of like it when things get rough.
They say they don't want you to break your neck,
But they do enjoy watchin' a good wreck.
They been bucked off themselves a time or two.
Ain't about to make it any easier for you,
And the secret they're keepin' to themselves, o' course:
The best way to handle a snorty horse
Is let some other idiot ride him.

If you see your stirrups slap together above the saddle horn, you're prob'ly bucked off.