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Bareback Jack
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Трек «Bareback Jack» вышел в 1 января 1987 г. г. на альбоме «{albumName}» (лейбл «Capitol Nashville»)Gold Buckle Dreams
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АльбомGold Buckle Dreams
Дата релиза1 января 1987 г.
ЯзыкEnglish
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ИСПОЛНИТЕЛИ
Chris LeDoux
Chris LeDoux
Вокал, Акустическая гитара
Mark Sissel
Mark Sissel
Электрогитара, Бэк-вокал
Bobby Jensen
Bobby Jensen
Клавишные инструменты, Бэк-вокал
Bill Johnson
Bill Johnson
Стил-гитара, Фидель
Gary Bodily
Gary Bodily
Бас-гитара, Бэк-вокал
K.W. Turnbow
K.W. Turnbow
Барабаны
МУЗЫКА И СЛОВА
Chris LeDoux
Chris LeDoux
Композитор
ПРОДЮСЕРЫ И ЗВУКОРЕЖИССЕРЫ
Gregg Brown
Gregg Brown
Продюсер
Rob Feaster
Rob Feaster
Миксинг-инженер, Инженер звукозаписи
David Faulkner
David Faulkner
Инженер обработки
Mike Purcell
Mike Purcell
Ассистент миксинг-инженера
Paula Montondo
Paula Montondo
Ассистент миксинг-инженера
Don C. Tyler
Don C. Tyler
Мастеринг-инженер

Слова

When I was just a very young lad
I walked up and I told my dad
A bareback rider's what I want to 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 throwed back
You'll ask, "Who's that?"
Well, that's Bareback Jack
You'll ask, "Who's 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
And 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
My name's Bareback Jack
You'll all know me
My name's Bareback Jack
Well, here I am, I'm layin' in bed
The son of a buck jumped onto my head
I'm layin' here dyin' and 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
And then we'll all know you as old crippled up Jack
In a wheelchair with a broken back"
Written by: Chris LeDoux
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