when i was just a very young lad i walked up and i told my dad a bareback rider s what i wanna be i want the whole world to know about me in the rodeo arena i ll take my stand i wanna be known as a rodeo man i ll come flyin from the chute with my spurs up high chaps and boots reachin for the sky spurrin wild with my head throw d back you ll ask whose that well that s bareback jack you ll ask whose that well that s bareback jack the years of boyhood now have passed it didn t take long to learn the tricks real fast now i m goin down the road with my rodeo gear and i hope to make the finals in just a few years and when my chance comes i ll give it a whirl try to win the championship of the world i ll come flyin from the chutes with my spurs up high chaps and boots reachin for the sky spurrin a wild with my head flung back you ll all know me i m bareback jack you ll all know me i m bareback jack well here i am i m a layin in bed the son of a buck jumped onto my head i m a layin here dyin and a hurtin real bad now i wish i d listened to my old dad when he said son you d better stop foolin around you re gonna get your guts stomped into the ground you ll come flyin from the chute with your tail up high that old buckin horse is gonna throw ya in the sky when you come down you re gonna break your back then we ll all know you as old crippled up jack and that ll be all for ol bareback jack 