Ballad of the Jordan Buck

Music and Lyrics by Chris Lutter-Gardela

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Up in Burnett County where the land is fair,
Wild animals wander 'round everywhere.
They say it's hunters' heaven and I know it's true-
They come from Minneapolis and Baraboo.
Listen to my story and you'll see what I mean.
It happened way back in nineteen fourteen.

Jim Jordan was out on the Gandy Dancer Trail
When he caught sight of a big Whitetail.
Up it jumped when the train whistle blew.
He took his aim and he shot it through.
Well, wouldn't you know - it was just his luck -
He got himself a world -record-breaking buck.

Chorus:
It was the Jordan Buck, the Jordan Buck
You probably couldn't fit it in a pick up truck.
Walkin' through the woods, he really had to duck.
He was a mighty big deer, he was the Jordan Buck.
(Repeat)

Forty-Five years later the mount was found
In a second - hand store, up in Sandstone town.
Boone and Crockett came out to Bob Ludwig's home.
They measured that rack and wouldn't you know
Two hundred and six and an eighth was the score.
No other deer rack in the world had more.

Chorus:
It was the Jordan Buck, the Jordan Buck
You probably couldn't fit it in a pick up truck.
Walkin' through the woods, he really had to duck.
He was a mighty big deer, he was the Jordan Buck.
(Repeat)