(C.W. McCall, Fries, Chip Davis)
Four cowboy wheel cowboy Four wheel Jeepin' to Santa Fe
Well, Denver town an' I'm outta the in the gas an' a hole in my boot And I'm outbound, Gonna see my in Santa 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 be there by the break of day And I'm Three hundred miles to Fe Got a momma to see or the to pay Gonna be there by the of day And I'm
Now this ol' needs a coat a' paint But she makes up for I ain't She got I only know one fer sure This pony a' don't need no spurs She's
Four wheel Four cowboy wheel cowboy Jeepin' down to Fe
Well, Texaco's in Trindad I didn't stop for gas but I I had 'Cause I use some They's a 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 by the break of day Got a momma to see or the to pay And I'm
down off a' Raton Pass Glorieta like a sheet a' glass And I'm Pedalin' down past Pecos My go foot up and my stop down I'm
Four wheel Four cowboy wheel cowboy Jeepin' down to Fe
Now just like this here ol' Jeep She's tough and fast and she runs real And she's 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 momma to see or the to pay And I'm Fifteen miles to Fe be there by the break of day Got a to see or the Devil to pay And I'm
C'mon now, We almost Only one more mile, We Momma Here we see us comin' Momma? We comin'! Only one mile, Momma! We stuck into wheel drive, baby! we come! Whoo!