Who knows, I might wind up on the cover of a rolling stoneWith a pair of shades and a Grammy in my handJust a blue jean boy in a great big world, oh yesI got my speech already in my headThen I'll say, then I'll say, yeah I'll sayThank you Uncle D for teaching me to love my bomb guitarThank you girl from Broken Bow who shot an arrow through my heartThank you mama for the roll and thank you daddy for the rockMost of all, most of all, thanks to the bulls that bucked me offOh hell would helpI turned the rhymes up in my mind into a hitAnd it played a hundred times a day on the radioAnd it gave a little broken heart somewhere some hopeI'd jump on the stage and the chorus would goDa-da-da, da-da-da, da-da-daThank you Uncle D for teaching me to love my bomb guitarThank you girl from Broken Bow who shot an arrow through my heartThank you mama for the roll and thank you daddy for the rockMost of all, most of all, thanks to the bulls that bucked me offHey!Every night down in the dirt, every no I ever heardIt sure feel good to laugh when I look back and flip the bull to burnEvery nail that ripped my shirt, every no I ever heardIt sure feel good to laugh when I look back and flip the bull to burnAnd I'll say, then I'll say, then I'll sayThank you Uncle D for teaching me to love my bomb guitarThank you girl from Broken Bow who shot an arrow through my heartThank you Liz for calling out as I needed edges to cool awayThank you vinyl for the soundtrack to my life, it sure been greatThank you mama for the roll and thank you daddy for the rockMost of all, most of all, thanks to the bulls that bucked me offYeah, most of all, thank you these and every bull that bucked me offHey!Hey!Thank you baby!Hey!Thank you!Then I'll say, then I'll sayThen I'll say, then I'll say