| lyric | 1. Well, come along, boys, and listento my tale
I’ll tell you all my troubles on the old Chisholm trail.
Ref.: Comea ti yi yippy yippy yay yippy yay,
comea ti yi yippy yippy yay!
2. On a ten dollar horse and a forty dollar saddle
I started out a-punchin’ those long-horned cattle.
3. Im up in the morning before daylight
And before I gets to sleepin’ the old moon’s shining bright.
4. Oh, it’s bacon and beans almost every single day
And I’d sooner be a-eatin’ prairie bay.
5. Iwent to the boss for to draw my roll,
He had it figured out nine dollars in the hole.
6. So I went up to the boss and said I won’t take that
And I slapped him in the face with my old slouch hat.
7. I’ll sell my outfitjust as soon as I can,
’Cause I aint’t punchin’ cattle for no mean boss man.
8. With my knees in the saddle and my seat in the sky,
I’ll quit punchin’ cattle in the sweet by and by. |