Intro: verse 1 I've rode lots of horses and I've won a few shows Ridin' broncos at the big old rodeos But the dang-dest contraption that I've ever seen Is that bucket of bolts called a buckin' ma- chine verse 2 The kids they were all lined up to give the thing a go And when I first saw it, lord, it looked pretty slow It jumped and it kicked then it turned back and twirled Then I got to thinkin' I'll give it a whirl So I pushed through the crowd and I talked to the man Who had invented this here modified garbage can I said I'm a twister, and one of the best I'm a wolf of the world, boys, I must con- fess verse 3 I'll bet you a hundred, I said with a grin I'll spur it so hard its sides will cave in And the bolts and the screws that hold the dang thing together Will fall down inside it there and short out it motor verse 4 Well, the man, he said, "Son, I'll take that bet, And I won't turn it on 'til you think that you're set" So I got my riggin' and I cinched it on down Then I said to old Sam, "Go ahead and turn it on" Well, it rattled and it groaned, then it started to move I spurred it every jump, and, Lord, it fell mighty smooth The foam rubber was a flyin' right off of its old neck And the tin underneath, it was startin' to crack Harmonica solo Verse 5 I looked at the man and I started to say I'll win me that hundred for the end of the day Then he grabbed a big ol' lever with a little sly grin Jammed it up to high gear and locked it right on in With a snatch and a jerk and a sharp stabbin' pain I felt like a hobo tied to an old freight train My head, it went to poppin' and I saw all the stars The Big Dipper, The Milky Way, The planet they call Mars Verse 6 The next thing I knew I was right there on the ground Just a- bout thirty feet away from that laughin' crowd So I paid up my hundred and I limped on away And the words the man said, I still remember today So you're a wolf of the world and a real tough twister Well listen real close to some good advise Mister Keep a ridin' them old broncos, if you're still feelin' mean But you'd better keep clear of Sam's buckin' ma- chine