Lyrics and Music by Richie Kavanagh.
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Oh Me Uncle Micky had a buckin’ ass.
This buckin’ ass you know was awful crass.
He was the biggest buckin’ ass, the finest buckin’ ass,
The wildest buckin’ ass in Ireland.
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Well he bought the buckin ass in Tullamore,
From a man that he never seen before.
He brought it home that day, was in the month of May.
Sure he said, he’d have him for to mow the hay.
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Oh Me Uncle Mickey had a buckin’ ass.
This buckin’ ass you know was awful crass.
He was the biggest buckin’ ass, the finest buckin’ ass,
The wildest buckin’ ass in Ireland.
Well he yoked the ass up to the cart.
And then the holy ructions it did start.
Well he bucked it in the air and he bucked it all around.
Till he smashed the buckin’ cart upon the ground.
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There was a donkey darby up in Naas.
And Mickey said we’ll surley win the race.
But he was out of luck, the ass he ran amuck.
So they put the bugger back into the truck.
Then Uncle Mickey got so very crass.
He says your an’ awful buckin’ ass.
But you’ll buck around no more, like you used to do before.
Cause I’m going to bring you back to Tullamore.
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Oh Me Uncle Mickey had a buckin’ ass.
This buckin’ ass you know was awful crass.
He was the biggest buckin’ a’ the finest buckin’ ass.
The wildest buckin’ ass in Ireland.
He was the biggest buckin’ a’ the finest buckin’ ass.
The wildest buckin’ ass in Ireland.