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CURIO CURIO She was born a mare with a mission, To throw everyone who got on her back, while she’s tied in the shute yards The flank rope just didn't belong. She felt that it just wasn’t needed to make her buck out of the shutes She came right out rearing and twisting, Into history they flew with their boots. There was many a rider for Curio, they got on and was off in a rush. The mare she was saddled, the flank rope was tied, They get on while she’s still in the crush. Now Curio launched herself, snorting and bucking and kicking so high. The man wasn’t born who could ride her, She sent them way up in the sky. Then along came a man they known as Woodsy He’d saved himself up for this ride. I’ll ride her ten seconds he told them And walk away, still with my pride. As Woodsy was climbing the shute fence to sit in the saddle and show. The crowd he was no one to fool with The mare was just rearing to go. She went up in the air like a whirlpool, the crowd of ten thousand looked on. They never thought Alan could ride her, the bell was already to gong. The crowd and the judge, were astounded they couldn’t believe what they saw, The rider just couldn’t be grounded He'd ridden ten seconds and more. Then a man named Ron Brewer had drawn her His chances did not figure well. They leapt out of the shute on the rampage, He was now on the bucker from hell. There was no suggestion of suckback. There was no deviation of course. The whistle was blown at ten seconds, The rider had mastered the horse |
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CURIO was a famous buckjumper in South Australia, and she would do
her suckback to get leverage to dislodge any rider ( a suckback is
when a horse draws its body right back on its haunches and takes a
big deep breath and launches itself straight up into the air
The rider does not usually have a choice of which way he or she
will be going. I was at the rodeo at Marrabel the day Alan Woods
rode Curio out for the full ten seconds in 1953 and again in 1954
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