until I had a kid
I never really thought I'd need to change
but I did
When you have a child
the rest gets rearranged
All that matters is
you raised'em to keep ridin
when you're gone
you hop off your horse
and smile as she climbs on
As I take the reins
of a herd that stretches back
to the first days
I can say
that this is who you knew
that I could be
so take care and need the folks
who stick beside you as you ride
Ain't got nothing without family by our side
Now grab your partner by the tail -Whoa!
and tie'em like a hog
Now twirl'em like a lasso and then chuck'em in the bog
Now throw your weird son in the ring
and tell him it's a showdown -Yowch!
until you 're beaten black and bule
It's not a Wackford hoedown!
Now kick your cousin in the dick
We're fighting till you call it
Then whoever's smacked with this here glove
We toss'em in the brawl pit
A fight can settle any grudge
Damn I miss my hometown!
Ain't over till you're spitting bolld
It's a good old Wackford hoedown
Get back here,boys!
All that matters are the kin
who keep on fighting
by your side -Woo-hoo!
Every punck and stab
helps keep our ways alive
So take care and heed
the folks who stick beside you as you ride
Ain't got noting without family
Till we die
It's a good old Wackford hoedown!
