Lyrics:
The Grand Old Op'ry Theatre proudly presents,
Cornography.
Kung Pao!
Episode two,
The continuing adventures of the Kung Pao buckaroos
they're riding Shetland ponies
Softer George it's more effective
Hurry up they're gaining on us
Hahahahaha
The Kung Pao Buckaroo campaign
Where's
Buckaroo
(Bob Morris)
--- Instrumental ---
Love's Gonna Live Here
(Buck Owens)
Oh, the sun's gonna shine in my life once more
Love's gonna live
And now the grand old opera theater proudly presents
a special holiday edition of the Adventures of the Kung Pao Buckaroos
Well, it's a Kung Pao
Close your sleepy eyes,
My little Buckaroo.
While the light of the western skies,
Is shinin' down on you.
Don't you know it's time for bed,
Well, he swings in a saddle, he's a real gone cat
With his Spanish spurs and his buckaroo hat
Camps in an old line shack way back in the sticks
He
be a rootin'-tootin' straight-shootin' cowboy buckaroo."
(chorus)
Spurs a-janglin', whoopi-ti-yi-yay.
Just a-wranglin' to every single day.
Delilah was a floozy
She never gave a damn
Delilah wasn't choosy
Till she fell for a swell buckaroo
Whose name was Sam
Delilah got in action
MY LITTLE BUCKAROO
(M.K. Jerome - Jack Scoll)
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Close your sleepy eyes my little Buckaroo
While the light of western
And now the grand old opera theater proudly presents
a special holiday edition of the Adventures of the Kung Pao Buckaroos.
Well, it's a Kung Pao
knew right there just breathing his air
What I wanted to be
Buckaroos and jaded lovers
L.A. freeway and redneck mother
Mothers who had raised a son so
Delilah was a floozy
She never gave a damn
Delilah wasn't choosy
Till she fell for a swell buckaroo
Whose name was Sam
Delilah got in action
Delilah was a floozy
She never gave a damn
Delilah wasn't choosy
Till she fell for a swell buckaroo
Whose name was Sam
Delilah got in action
Hi, buckaroos, Scamp Walker time again.
Gonna try to slide one by once more.
Don't matter how ya do it.
Just do it like you know what your doing
three
And I knew right there just breathing his air
What I wanted to be
Buckaroos and jaded lovers
L.A. freeway and redneck mother
Mothers who had
and ready when I looked into their face
I seen they just weren't just common buck-a-roos born of the human race
No, sir, these Cowboys came from space
Their
and yo it's givin me a boner
I got thoughts of Annie Oakley
But that buck toothed tramp in that last town she broke me
And we didn't even fuck
I
indispensable
Like a buck or two
'f there's one thing I c'n do without
I c'n do without you!
In the barrel, you're a pickle
In the gold mine, you're a nickel
Driving through town, just my boy and me
With a Happy Meal in his booster seat
Knowing that he couldn't have the toy
'Til his nuggets were gone
the moon on a friday night
If you've been to Bakersfield, probably seen that sight
Buck Owens sleep well tonight
So let's drink to The Buckaroos
Drink
three
And I knew right there just breathing his air
What I wanted to be
[Chorus]
Buckaroos and jaded lovers
L.A. freeway and redneck mother
without fences
And I guess he loves me because I understand
He's a rain-rain-rainbow rider
He's hitched up his saddle he's ready to ride
He's
'tween love and lust thang
Somebody who looks a whole lot like you
Buckaroo
Ain't interested in a yes 'mam yes man
I'll pass on the politically
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