Words Paul Zarzyski/ Music W. Gustafson    (Bucking Horse Moon Music /Two Medicine Music, BMI)      Saddle broncs and sagebrush   A buckskin called Gold Rush   Was the baddest caballos   A cowboy could ride   Shaggy manes and trail dust   Grandsons of Pegasus   Slip off the blinders   And head for the sky      Saddle broncs and sagebrush   Way back when they really bucked   Today they call it a rodeo   Shaggy manes and trail dust   Fifty head from dawn to dusk   When ridin’ for 8 seconds    Ain’t what we called a show      Saddle broncs and sagebrush   On the Rio de la Vacas   Greasewood, chamiza   Clouds thick as fur   Shaggy manes and trail dust   When the jack rabbits flushed   They’d break right in two   And give us three halves to spur      Saddle broncs and sagebrush   No bright lights of Vegas   No ladies to love us   Just because we rode   Shaggy manes and trail dust   A buckskin called Gold Rush   Was the baddest caballos    That I’ll ever know