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THE OLD CHISHOLM

Oh along, boys, and listen to my tale,
I'll tell you all my troubles on the ol' trail.
(chorus)
Come a-ti yi youpy youpy yea yea
a-ti yi youpy youpy yea
On a ten dollar horse and a forty saddle,
I was ridin', and a Texas cattle.
We left ol' Texas October
Drivin' up the trail the U-2 herd.
I'm up in the before daylight,
And before I sleep the moon bright.
It's and beans most every day,
I'd as soon be eating prairie hay.
I woke up one morning on the trail,
With a rope in my and a cow by the tail,
Last on guard, and the leader broke the ranks,
I hit my down the shoulders and spurred him in the flanks.
Oh, it's cloudy in the west, and a like rain,
And my darned old in the wagon again.
Oh the wind to blow and the rain began to fall,
And it looked by grab that we was gonna 'em all.
I jumped in the an' I grabbed a-hold the horn,
The best damned cowpuncher was born.
I was on my horse, and a going on the run,
The shootin' cowboy that ever pulled a gun.
No chaps, no slicker, and pouring down rain,
And I swear, by God, I'll never night again.
I and I hollered, and I done pretty well,
Till the boss said, "Boys, let 'em go to Hell."
I'm going to the ranch to my money,
Goin' into to see my honey.
I to the boss to get my roll,
He me out nine dollars in the hole.
So I'll sell my as fast as I can,
And I won't punch for no damn man.
So I sold old and I hung up my saddle,
And I bid farewell to the cattle.