verse 1 Sleep in a bedroll of canvas No-see-ems feed on your ears Wind blows the dust just like buckshot And I ain’t never seen it rain much out here Smell your own sweat in the evenin’ Wash up at the galvanized tank Nearest town’s forty miles The cook here he don’t smile And all these young horses are rank But, come a ti-yi-yippee-yi-o, on the back of my Caballo I whoopie tie one on when I can My spurs, they don’t ring much, I never did sing much But I’m sure enough, a Buckaroo Man verse 2 Cold fingers stiff in the mornin’ By noon it’s a hundred and three Five year old slicks in the canyon And never a hint of a breeze Jug-headed hollow-backed ponies Provide all with hours of grief There’s snakes in the shade, and Choya on the grade And half a ton of grit between my teeth But, come a ti-yi-yippee-yi-o, on the back of my caballo I whoopie tie one on when I can My spurs, they don’t ring much, I never did sing much But I’m sure enough, a Buckaroo Man But, come a ti-yi-yippee-yi-o, on the back of my caballo I whoopie tie one on when I can My spurs, they don’t ring much, I never did sing much But I’m sure enough, a Buckaroo Man A Buckaroo Man
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