When I left Easton in 83 For the land of opportunityIn my prime Feeling fineJust passed out of university 21 and got myself a degreeI set my mind On a silver minePicked up a set of shoes Picked up a backwood juiceThey called Bouldang BuckBouldang BuckSpoken rich in a mining town I had friends that come from miles aroundBut it seemed A spectre's dreamBut then my luck kinda seemed right out All my friends, they couldn't help me outIt sure felt strange Knowing you were namedSo I took to drinking liquor Nothing feels so good in my quakerThan Bouldang BuckBouldang BuckEverybody in my mining town Turn away now when I come aroundI'm a nut job man For a dollar in my handYou are gentle and I can't see You don't like to see a man in needI don't wanna steal But I need a mealThank you sir, you're mighty kind What's your name and I'll tell you mineThey call me Bouldang BuckBouldang BuckBouldang BuckBouldang BuckBouldang Buck