Letras de The Old Chisholm Trail

(Come a-tie, yippy-yippy-yay, yippy-yay) Hello there boys ang girls
This is your old friend Gene Autry (yippy-yay, come a-tie, yippy-yippy-yay, yippy-yay)
And I come to tell you the story of The Old Chisholm Trail

Well, come along, boys, and listen to my tale
I′ll tell you of my troubles on the ol' Chisholm trail
Come a-tie, yippy-yippy-yay, yippy-yay
Come a-tie, yippy-yippy-yay

I′m up in the morning before daylight
And before I sleep, the moon shines bright
Come a-tie, yippy-yippy-yay, yippy-yay
Come a-tie, yippy-yippy-yay

Oh, it's bacon and beans most every day
I'd as soon be a-eatin′ prairie hay
Come a-tie, yippy-yippy-yay, yippy-yay
Come a-tie, yippy-yippy-yay

My feet′s in the strips, and my rope by my side
Show me a horse that I can't ride
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Come a-tie, yippy-yippy-yay

My seat′s in the saddle and my saddle's in the sky
I′ll quit punchin' cows in the sweet by and by
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Come a-tie, yippy-yippy-yay

My slickers in the wagon and it′s gettin' mighty cold
This darn long horns are hard to hold
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Come a-tie, yippy-yippy-yay

Well I'll sell my saddle and buy me a plough
And I swear by God, shall I never rope a cow
Come a-tie, yippy-yippy-yay, yippy-yay
Come a-tie, yippy-yippy-yay