Ox Driver - Odetta

It was early in October-o,

Hitched my team in order-o

To ride the hills-a Saludio.

To-me-rol, to-me-rol, to-my-ri-de-o.

Chorus:

To-me-rol, to-me-rol, to-my-ri-de-o,

To-me-rol, to-me-rol, to-my-ri-de-o,

To-my-ri-de-ay, to-my-ri-de-o,

To-me-ro, to-me-ro, to-my-ri-de-o.

I pop my whip, I bring the blood,

Take my leaders, take the mud,

We grab the wheels, and we turn them round,

One more pull and we’re on hard ground.

(Chorus)

When I got there the hills were steep,

Would make a tender person weep

To hear me curse and pop my whip,

And see my oxen pull and slip.

(Chorus)

When I get home I’ll have revenge,

I’ll have my family, I’ll have my friends,

I’ll say good-bye to the whip and line,

I’ll drive no more in the wintertime.

(Chorus)

It was early in October-o,

Hitched my team in order-o

To ride the hills-a Saludio.

To-me-rol, to-me-rol, to-my-ri-de-o.