Bronco, Bronco, tearin' across the Texas plain.
Bronco, Bronco, Bronco Layne.
Worn down around the old panhandle,
Texas is where he grew to fame.
There ain't a horse that he can't handle,
that's how he got his name.
Bronco, Bronco, tearin' across the Texas plain.
Bronco, Bronco, Bronco Layne.
Next to a four square Texas twister,
You'd call a cyclone weak and mild,
You've never seen a twister, mister,
Till someone gets him riled.
Bronco, Bronco, tearin' across the Texas plain.
Bronco, Bronco, Bronco Layne.
Show me a gal who kissed him once,
And I'll show you a gal who's kissed him twice.
Once a city gal has kissed him twice,
She's dreamin' of shoes and rice.
Bronco, Bronco, tearin' across the Texas plain.
Bronco, Bronco, Bronco Layne.
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