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THE OLD TRAIL

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 yea youpy yea
a-ti yi youpy youpy yea
On a ten dollar horse and a dollar saddle,
I was ridin', and a Texas cattle.
We left ol' October twenty-third
Drivin' up the trail the U-2 herd.
I'm up in the before daylight,
And before I the moon shine bright.
bacon and beans most every day,
I'd just as be eating prairie hay.
I up one morning on the Chisholm trail,
With a in my hand and a cow by the tail,
Last on guard, and the leader 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 commenced to blow and the rain began to fall,
And it by grab that we was gonna lose 'em all.
I jumped in the saddle an' I 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 ever pulled a gun.
No chaps, no slicker, and pouring 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 going to the ranch to my money,
Goin' into 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 sold old and I hung up my saddle,
And I bid farewell to the cattle.