Bucket bucket T T, bucket T bucket T,

Bucket bucket T T, bucket T bucket T,

Bucket bucket T T, bucket T bucket T,

Found her in a barn in Tennessee

I paid five bucks for my Bucket T

Took me three years of sweat and blood

To clean off all that Tennessee mud

chorus:

My Bucket T (Bucket T)

Bucket T (Bucket T)

My Bucket T (Bucket T)

My Bucket T (Bucket T)

T T T... Bucket bucket bucket...

Cruise down the street in front of school

I wanna rev it up but I gotta be cool

Drivin' down the road I'll get my kicks

A'poppin' the clutch and a'slippin' the sticks

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I was right, too, she's first in her class

There's nothing on the freeway she don't pass

All the girls want to take a ride with me

But there's only one seat in my Bucket T

[chorus]