Thursday, February 24, 2011

Her Bucking Ballet

Once upon a time, not so long ago, there was a blonde cowboy-girl who worked on a ranch in a very cold valley called Tuscarora, NV.


The girl's boss had a daughter called Annie, and Annie was the toughest, coolest,  baby buckaroo barbie that this cowboy-girl has ever met.



And because these two were pals and maybe became giggly girls during long truck rides, a tradition was born.

Annie "Let's say the bronco song."

Blonde Cowboy-girl "You'll help me this time?"

Annie "No. You say it. But I...I...I'll say the end."

Blonde Cowboy-girl "OK."


So today's post is for Annie...you're the only one I'd do this for...so here's your bronco song cowgirl.
 :)

Talkin' Bronc Ballet Blues by Dave Stamey

At a hack stable or brandin' pen
Any place you might find some bow legged men
Ask any old hand
He's bound to say he's got the answer
To the bronc balletIf your pony breaks in two
There are certain things a fellah' needs to do
If you follow his advice right down to the letter
Your buck off average is bound to get better
Only problem is, you can't find two in a thousand of em' that'l tell you the same thing
There're those who'll tell ya it's in your seat
And the way a fellow holds his feet
You gota sit back a little and drop your heels
Try it one time son see how it feels
Others say the thing to do
Is jerk him 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 agressive 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 you underneath a tree
Remember decapitation is preferable to a buck off, 'cus 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 that 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 your slack
Gives a grunt and he leaves the ground
N' farts you off n' 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 of course
The best way to handle a snorty horse
Is to let some other idiot ride him
If you see your stirrups slap together above the saddle horn you're probably bucked off




xo xo Liz 

2 comments:

  1. You are simply amazing! I really enjoy your blog, it either makes me laugh or cry! I am so, so happy that you have continued the traditions of Grandpas Lary and Carl of singing silly songs and reciting goofy poems!

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  2. You have a very beautiful blog. Keep up the great work. Always a joy to read.

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