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THE OLD TRAIL

Oh along, boys, and listen to my tale,
I'll tell you all my on the ol' Chisholm trail.
(chorus)
Come a-ti yi youpy youpy yea yea
Come yi youpy youpy yea
On a ten dollar horse and a dollar saddle,
I was ridin', and a Texas cattle.
We ol' Texas October twenty-third
up the trail with the U-2 herd.
I'm up in the morning daylight,
And before I the moon shine bright.
It's bacon and beans every day,
I'd just as soon be prairie hay.
I woke up one on the Chisholm trail,
a rope in my hand and a cow by the tail,
Last night on guard, and the broke the ranks,
I hit my horse down the shoulders and 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 commenced to blow and the rain to fall,
And it by grab that we was gonna lose 'em all.
I jumped in the an' I grabbed a-hold the horn,
The best cowpuncher ever was born.
I was on my horse, and a going on the run,
The quickest cowboy that ever pulled a gun.
No chaps, no slicker, and it's pouring rain,
And I swear, by God, I'll never night again.
I and I hollered, and I done pretty well,
the boss said, "Boys, just let 'em go to Hell."
I'm going to the to draw my money,
Goin' town to see my honey.
I to the boss to get my roll,
He figured me out nine in the hole.
So sell my outfit as fast as I can,
And I won't cows for no damn man.
So I sold old and I hung up my saddle,
And I bid to the longhorn cattle.