A farmer’s life is full of buckin’
Buckin’ trees til bushel’s filled
Buckin’ hard til seed’s spilled
Buckin’ hips til mare’s’re thrilled
Buckin’ fast til need’s fulfilled
Buckin’ all day
Buckin’ erry day
Buckin’ ev’ry which way
Buckin’ for work and
Buckin’ for play
Buckin’ til the cows come home
Buckin’ in groups or
Buckin’ alone
A farmer’s job is never done
Apple, buckin’ for everyone.

By: Mally