Kid Rock Lyrics



(Its hard for me to think that the American people would ever let our cowboy heritage die.)

Back in the motherfuckin' saddle
my six shooter strapped and I'm lookin for a battle
Out on the plains I'm just a loner
my saddle horn rubs right 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 gave my last gold tooth 'n' gold nugget to get my dick sucked
Three days out on the frontier
and I'd kill for a cheap whore and a barrel of cold beer
I need a slut for a service
I take a peak at the sheep and they all run away nervous
Man, I gotta get my rocks off
'cause my Wranglers don't fit right unless my cock's soft
Long nights by the fire, me and Trigger (*horse whinny*) go figure

I'm a Desperate-rado
didn't take any practice
A Desperate-rado
got a cock like a cactus

I'm a Desperate-rado
Drink whiskey by the bucket
a Desperate-rado
and if its alive, I'll fuck it (fuck it, fuck it)
(come on!)

Now I drift through the desert like a wild coyote
horny as a toad trippin' off peyote
Holdin' up trains and gettin' goods by the sack I'm known throughout the west as the pie-eyed mack
And to the law I'm no stranger
I'm wanted dead or alive 'cause I shot the Lone Ranger
And then Tonto tried to get down
so I boned his bitch, slit his throat, and then I skipped town
That's the way I run my show
paint towns red
fuck hos and then I lay low
I know you think I'm archaic
but my dick's like a sword
I see pussy and wanna slay it
Out on the plains it gets lonely
sometimes I feel homely
new faces
new towns no one knows me
Guns cocked in my holster
you see my face in each town nailed to a pole on a poster
I'm always lookin' for the quick buck
then always blowin' my cash on a bitch with a big butt
Some say my head's hollow
Fuck 'em. I'm just a

trottin' through the bad lands
A Desperate-rado
tokin' down with all the cowhands
A Desperate-rado
didn't take much practice
A Desperate-rado
got a cock like a cactus (cactus, cactus, cactus)
(come on!)

Now I fuck whores by the scores up ten fold on any fellow
in any town I can be found at the local bordello
Never yellow, never chicken, listen for my spurs draggin',
and when I'm kickin' dust you better circle up the wagons
So when I rip through your town don't be gawkin'
just tip your hat and Tex keep walkin'
'Cause I'm a gun slingin' top hand
fuck with me and you'll go out like Custer at his last stand
I'm a lowdown buckaroo
if you leave me alone with your mother then I'll fuck her too
'Cause I'm a sidewinding nomad
and morals in upbringing is something that I never had
Known as the rough-ridin' Texan
a bad buck from the day of my inception.
And I was raised in the poor house
my mother kicked me out so she could start a whore house
Now since the day I left the corral
I've been on a quest for the plant that's called mescal
'Cause pale rider once pulled me aside
and told me that high was the best way to ride

Now I'm a Desperate-rado
always lookin' for a fight
A Desperate-rado
puffin' on a peace pipe
I'm a Desperate-rado
on the run from the law
A Desperate-rado, baddest one you ever saw (saw, saw)


Guitar by Chris Peters

The whistle sound, at the very beginning (after the intro sample), is from the The Good, The Bad, and The Ugly theme song, by Hugo Montenegro.
I don't believe it is a direct sample though... just referenced.
this is the same whistle used in Cowboy

There is a possible sammple, or interpolation, in this song from Simon and Garfunkel's "Mrs. Robinson" but its hard to say for sure. there is a little riff right at the .12 mark (and a few other places) in Desperate-Rado that sounds very much like the riff at the .27 mark in "Mrs. Robinson". Link to page Video showing these samples.

Kid Rock Lyrics