Buckin' Billy Ray Smith on Reels

Way back when the Army was foolin’ around with them Camel Corps critters, one fella got saddled with a mean red-coated brute that didn’t take kindly to orders. Some say the soldier was green, others say he was drunk, but either way, he figured he’d show that beast who was boss. He cinched himself tight, too tight, and gave it a hard spur. That camel went plum mad, screamin’ and buckin’ across the desert like the devil himself was twistin’ its tail. The rider couldn’t break loose, rawhide straps