Shhboom Buckerush Buckeroo

Light-hearted poem about a man's new-found Freedom

                                      Shboom buckerush buckeroo

                                      Hallo there, how do you do

                                      I'm feeling quite fine

                                      Enlightened with wine

                                      Hazar! To starting anew

 

                                      Shboom Buckerush Buckeroo

                                      Is the sound I heard this morning

                                      The sun was yawning

                                      The birds were calling

                                      And I felt the happiness too

 

                                      The Shboom Buckerush is a song

                                      Spoken in smooth rhythm

                                      And if you would care to listen

                                      You'd find no bars

                                      'coz the Buckeroo is not a prison

 

                                      Shboom Buckerush Buckeroo

                                      Is a loud declaration of Freedom

                                      All of life's trappings, I really don't need 'em

                                      I feel like Adam, the world is my Eden

                                      Shboom Buckerush Buckeroo!

 

                                      Shboom bucker shboom bucker shboom bucker boom!

                                      My world was once a well of gloom

                                      My ex-wife would slither in with her attorney

                                      And hiss, 'I want my alimony'

                                      Then hopped on her broom and flew

 

                                      Shboom Buckerush Buckeroo

                                      Is a sweet sigh of relief

                                      The kids are of age

                                      That witch won't get paid

                                      I'll use the winds of change

                                      To turn over a new leaf

 

                                      Shboom Buckerush Buckeroo

                                      I'll even say it to the moon

                                      And gladly declare

                                      Je suis Libre!

                                      Hazar! to starting