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Real Live Buckeroo - Chris Ledoux (克里斯-勒多克斯)
Well I ain't the type of cowboy
That you'll see on tv
I wasn't near as pretty as mama wanted me to be
Well I grew up on the ranches
Just cussin' all day long
Breakin' in them broomtails
And hummin' old dirty songs
Whiskey tends to make me high
And sad songs make me cry
And pretty women break my heart
Almost every night
Well I run on beans and nicotine
I'm a real live buckeroo
And my heart's not pure and my boots
Ain't clean and I never tell the truth
Well if there's anything under my hat
Besides the cattle biz
Well I just can't seem to remember what it is
Yeah my thinkin's kinda crude
But my lovin' gets plumb rank
Them girlies just don't understand me
A snortin' round their flanks
And when I take a nasty fall
I'll cuss until I'm blue
Then I'll get right up and on again
Just like you're s'posed to do
But it ain't because I'm so brave
All that stuff's just talk
My daddy says the reason is
I'm dumber than a box of rocks
Yeah
Whiskey tends to make me high
And sad songs make me cry
Pretty women break my heart
Almost every night
Well I run on beans and nicotine
I'm a real live buckeroo
And my heart's not pure and my boots
Ain't clean and I never tell the truth
This song ain't 'bout no strawberry
Roan or no ram page herd of steers
This is just the type of cowboy song
That you probably don't like to hear
This song ain't got no message
And won't feel perty in yer ear
This song is just one of them there
Well this song is just one of them
There these here
Yeah whiskey tends to make me high
And sad songs make me cry
And pretty women break my heart
Almost every night
Well I run on beans and nicotine
I'm a real live buckeroo
And smell like a little puppy
Isn't hardly ever tell the truth
