Go To Bucking
Folks will sometimes try
to stack on snipey talk,
and it seems that some would like
to saddle me with guilt.
But I just will not stand,
I refuse to fence my life
by somebody else’s rules.
They are never gonna change me,
I’m just not the kind who would,
I’ll bog my head and go to bucking,
and I’ll damn sure never quit.
So, if you think I need reforming,
just waltz on by, because I’m hopeless.
You will never throw the hitch
before I pitch you straight to hell…
I won’t watch you go,
and I won’t look back.
That is that.