You're a hundred pounds in your underslungs
You're a hundred pounds in your bronc busting belt
You're a hundred pounds in your underslungs
Your bronc belt and your Montana peaked hat
Heaven run aground
Shout the sound of freedom on an outlaw's back
So let'er buck gals
Grab some mane tear some hair
Let'er buck gals
He aint getting anywhere
Let er buck gals this life aint dead yet
Let er buck gals
Just spur em in the neck
Bonnie Vera Rose and Kate
Mable, bertha and lou lou
You just paved the old dirt road for girls like me these days
When you're raised in the wild
From a child
Grown into a tough little woman
Riding anything that moves
It ain't hard to understand
She can't quit the hard rough life
But when the years claim her bones
Or the broncs claim her life
She live on in our songs
And the way we live our lives
So let'er buck gals
Grab some mane tear some hair
Let'er buck gals
This one aint getting anywhere
Let er buck gals
This life aint dead yet
Let er buck gals
Just, spur em in the neck
You gals were ladies then
My things have changed
I wanna ride the wind and I want to rope crazy ideas
And they say think before you jump
But that first pitch out the chute
And their disapproval makes me grab my rope and stick
So let'er buck gals
Grab some mane tear some hair
Let'er buck gals
This one aint getting anywhere
Let er buck gals
This life aint dead yet
Let er buck gals you just
Spur em in the neck
You're a hundred pounds in your underslungs
You're a hundred pounds in your bronc busting belt