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My Horse Bucks
I know my horse. She bucks.
I could probably be someone who rides the broncos at the rodeo.
I have no fear though, because I am who I am, I just have that kind of luck!
People flip out even though I just feel the jolt, I know
You must think I’m crazy.
When I get on in the saddle, I feel calm; I know what she is capable of.
She doesn’t scare me, plus she knows I’m not lazy.
I know she means well, she is a gentle as a dove.
But she has what seems like infinite power! I know she bucks.
I know it’s wrong, but just sitting in the saddle feeling the jolt, I slide
Forward. I usually never fall in the muck.
But when I do, I know that she’s on my side.
Whatever she does I know she doesn’t mean.
Because we are just that kind of team.