Old Chisholm Trail - Tex Ritter

Come along boys and listen to my tale

I’ll tell you of my troubles on the old Chisholm trail

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Come a ti yi yippee, come a ti yi yea

Oh, a ten-dollar hoss and a forty-dollar saddle

And I’m goin' to punchin' Texas cattle

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Come a ti yi yippee, come a ti yi yea

I wake in the mornin' afore daylight

And afore I sleep the moon shines bright

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Come a ti yi yippee, come a ti yi yea

It’s cloudy in the west, a-lookin' like rain

And my durned old slicker’s in the wagon again

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Come a ti yi yippee, come a ti yi yea

No chaps, no slicker, and it’s pourin' down rain

And I swear, by gosh, I’ll never night-herd again

Come a ti yi yippee, come a ti yi yea

Come a ti yi yippee, come a ti yi yea

Feet in the stirrups and seat in the saddle

I hung and rattled with them long-horn cattle

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Come a ti yi yippee, come a ti yi yea

The wind commenced to blow, and the rain began to fall

Hit looked, by grab, like we was goin' to lose 'em all

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Come a ti yi yippee, come a ti yi yea

I don’t give a darn if they never do stop;

I’ll ride as long as an eight-day clock

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Come a ti yi yippee, come a ti yi yea

We rounded 'em up and put 'em on the cars

And that was the last of the old Two Bars

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Come a ti yi yippee, come a ti yi yea

Oh, it’s bacon and beans most every day

I’d as soon be a-eatin' prairie hay

Come a ti yi yippee, come a ti yi yea

Come a ti yi yippee, come a ti yi yea

I went to the boss to draw my roll

He had it figgered out I was nine dollars in the hole

Come a ti yi yippee, come a ti yi yea

Come a ti yi yippee, come a ti yi yea

Goin' back to town to draw my money

Goin' back home to see my honey

Come a ti yi yippee, come a ti yi yea

Come a ti yi yippee, come a ti yi yea

With my knees in the saddle and my seat in the sky

I’ll quit punchin' cows in the sweet by and by

Come a ti yi yippee, come a ti yi yea

Come a ti yi yippee, come a ti yi yea