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THE OLD CHISHOLM

Oh come along, boys, and to my tale,
I'll you all my troubles on the ol' Chisholm trail.
(chorus)
Come yi youpy youpy yea youpy yea
Come a-ti yi youpy yea
On a ten dollar horse and a forty saddle,
I was ridin', and a Texas cattle.
We ol' Texas 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.
It's and beans most every day,
I'd just as be eating prairie hay.
I up one morning on the Chisholm trail,
With a rope in my and a cow by the tail,
Last on guard, and the leader broke the ranks,
I hit my horse down the and spurred him in the flanks.
Oh, it's cloudy in the west, and a like rain,
And my darned old slicker's in the again.
Oh the wind commenced to and the rain began 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 damned cowpuncher was born.
I was on my best horse, and a 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, I'll never night 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,
Goin' town to see my honey.
I went to the to get my roll,
He me out nine dollars in the hole.
So sell my outfit as fast 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.