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- The old chisholm trail Lyrics
Album: Wind In The Wire Well, come along boys and listen to my tale I'll tell you all my troubles on the ol' Chisholm Trail Come a-ti yi youpy, youpy yea, youpy yea Come a-ti yi youpy, youpy yea. I started up the trail October twenty-third Started up the trail with the U-2 herd Come a-ti yi youpy, youpy yea, youpy yea Come a-ti yi youpy, youpy yea. On a ten dollar horse and a forty dollar saddle Started out punchin' them long horn cattle Come a-ti yi youpy, youpy yea, youpy yea Come a-ti yi youpy, youpy yea. With my seat in the saddle and my hand on the horn I'm the best dang cowboy that was ever born Come a-ti yi youpy, youpy yea, youpy yea Come a-ti yi youpy, youpy yea. It's cloudy in the west and lookin' like rain And my danged old slicker's in the wagon again Come a-ti yi youpy, youpy yea, youpy yea Come a-ti yi youpy, youpy yea. The wind began to blow and the rain began to fall And it looked like we were gonna lose 'em all Come a-ti yi youpy, youpy yea, youpy yea Come a-ti yi youpy, youpy yea. No chaps, no slickers and it's pouring rain I swear I'll never night herd again Come a-ti yi youpy, youpy yea, youpy yea Come a-ti yi youpy, youpy yea. I cripple on my horse and I don't know how Roping these long horn U-2 cows Come a-ti yi youpy, youpy yea, youpy yea Come a-ti yi youpy, youpy yea. Well, I went to the boss to draw my roll And the boss had me fugured nine dollars in the hole Come a-ti yi youpy, youpy yea, youpy yea Come a-ti yi youpy, youpy yea. Well, me and the boss we had a little spat So I hit him in the face with my ten gallon hat Come a-ti yi youpy, youpy yea, youpy yea Come a-ti yi youpy, youpy yea. The boss said to me, ''Well, I'll fire you Not only you but the whole darn crew.'' Come a-ti yi youpy, youpy yea, youpy yea Come a-ti yi youpy, youpy yea. I'll sell my horse, I'll sell my saddle And you can drive all your long horn cattle Come a-ti yi youpy, youpy yea, youpy yea Come a-ti yi youpy, youpy yea. Come a-ti yi youpy, youpy yea, youpy yea Come a-ti yi youpy, youpy yea...
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