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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 a-ti yi youpy yea
On a ten horse and a forty 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 before daylight,
And before I sleep the shine bright.
bacon and beans most every day,
I'd just as soon be prairie hay.
I up one morning 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, cloudy in the west, and a lookin' like rain,
And my darned old slicker's in the again.
Oh the wind commenced to blow and the began to fall,
And it looked by grab we was gonna lose 'em all.
I in the saddle 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 shootin' cowboy that pulled a gun.
No chaps, no slicker, and it's down rain,
And I swear, by God, never night herd again.
I and I hollered, and I done pretty well,
Till the said, "Boys, just let 'em go to Hell."
I'm to the ranch to draw my money,
into town to see my honey.
I went to the to get my roll,
He figured me out nine in the hole.
So I'll sell my outfit as as I can,
And I won't punch cows for no man.
So I old baldy and I hung up my saddle,
And I bid farewell to the cattle.