(C.W. McCall, Fries, Chip Davis)
Four wheel Four wheel wheel cowboy Jeepin' to Santa Fe
Well, Denver town an' I'm the chute Foot in the gas an' a in my boot And I'm outbound, Gonna see my momma in Fe I'm over the and I'm on my way I'm
Three hundred to Santa Fe Got a to see or the Devil to pay Gonna be there by the of day And I'm Three miles to Santa Fe Got a momma to see or the to pay be there by the break of day And I'm
Now this ol' Jeep a coat a' paint But she makes up for what I She got I only know one fer sure This pony a' mine need no spurs She's
Four cowboy Four cowboy Four cowboy down to Santa Fe
Well, open in Trindad I stop for gas but I wished I had 'Cause I use some a bunch a' wild women in Walsenburg They all make love like a buffalo I I knew one
Two hundred to Santa Fe be there by the break of day Got a momma to see or the to pay And I'm Two hundred to Santa Fe Gonna be there by the of day Got a momma to see or the to pay And I'm
Rattlin' down off a' Raton Glorieta Hill a sheet a' glass And I'm Pedalin' down Pecos town My go foot up and my stop foot I'm
Four cowboy Four cowboy Four cowboy down to Santa Fe
Now just like this here ol' Jeep She's and fast and she runs real cheap And drivin' Well, sun comin' up in New sky Got a burr in my and a fire in my eye An' I'm
Fifteen to Santa Fe Gonna be by the break of day Got a to see or the Devil to pay And I'm Fifteen miles to Fe Gonna be there by the of day Got a to see or the Devil to pay And I'm
now, Paint We there one more mile, honey We comin' we come Can'tcha see us comin' We comin'! Only one mile, Momma! We stuck into four drive, baby! we come! Whoo!