Well I've been on some buckers and I've been on some pukes
Been a couple ponies that have flipped me in the chutes
Tell you all a story, rankest horse you ever saw
Won't see him out in Vegas or The Daddy of 'Em All
There's a pale horse and he's coming cross the plain
He got thunder in his hooves and lightning in his mane
Never felt a riggin or a chute gate crack but he'll be the rankest pony, death a riding on his back
Well he'll surely melt your iron probably turn your rowels to slag
You can bring the fight son there's tricks a plenty in his bag
Might just be a showing first time he comes around
Next time you cock your hammer gonna lay you in the ground
There's a pale horse and he's coming cross the plain
He got thunder in his hooves and lightning in his mane
Never felt a riggin or a chute gate crack but he'll be the rankest pony, death a riding on his back
That horse keeps a coming getting closer every day
Come a bucking and a snorting come to carry you away
Lay to rest your worries lay down all your cares
Cause you know the man that owns him is the man on up the stairs
There's a pale horse and he's coming cross the plain
He got thunder in his hooves and lightning in his mane
Never felt a riggin or a chute gate crack but he'll be the rankest pony, death a riding on his back
Yeah he'll be the rankest pony death a riding on his back...
