Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song I'm Bound to Follow the Longhorn Cows , by - Alan Lomax. Release date: 28.08.2016
Song language: English
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song I'm Bound to Follow the Longhorn Cows , by - Alan Lomax. I'm Bound to Follow the Longhorn Cows |
| I’m bound to follow the longhorn cows until I get too old |
| It’s well I work for wages, boys, and get my pay in gold |
| My bosses they all like me well; |
| they say I’m hard to beat |
| Because I give 'em the bum stand-off, they know I’ve got the cheek |
| Ki-yi-yippee, yippee-yay, Ki-yi-yippee, yippee-yay |
| Now I’m a Texas cowboy, just off the stormy plains |
| My trade is girtin' saddles and pullin' bridle reins |
| Oh, I can tip the lasso; |
| it is with graceful ease |
| I can rope a streak of lightnin' and ride 'er where I please |
| Ki-yi-yippee, yippee-yay, Ki-yi-yippee, yippee-yay |
| Now if I had me a little stake, I soon would married be |
| But another week and I must go; |
| the boss said so today |
| My girl must cheer up courage and choose some other one |
| For I’m bound to follow the Lone Star Trail until my race is won |
| Ki-yi-yippee, yippee-yay, Ki-yi-yippee, yippee-yay |
| It’s when we’re on the trail where the dust and the billows fly |
| It’s fifty miles from water and the grass is scorchin' dry; |
| The boss gets mad and ringy as you can plainly see |
| And I want to leave the trail, my boys, and an honest farmer be |
| Ki-yi-yippee, yippee-yay, Ki-yi-yippee, yippee-yay |
| And when we get them bedded, boys, we think it’s for the night |
| Some horse will shake his saddle and give that herd a fright |
| They’ll rise up to their feet, my boys, and madly dash away |
| Then it’s movin' time; |
| «To the lead, my boys,» you’ll hear some cowboy say |
| Ki-yi-yippee, yippee-yay, Ki-yi-yippee, yippee-yay |
| And when we get them rounded up and quietened down again |
| A dark cloud will rise in the west, and fire will play on their horns |
| The boss will say, «Stay with 'em, boys; |
| your pay will be in gold.» |
| I’m bound to follow the longhorn steer until I get too old |
| Ki-yi-yippee, yippee-yay, Ki-yi-yippee, yippee-yay |
| When I get in Kansas, I had a pleasant dream |
| I dreamt I’s down on the Trinity, down by that pleasant stream |
| My true love right beside me, she’d come to go my bail |
| But I woke up broken-hearted with a yearling by the tail |
| Ki-yi-yippee, yippee-yay, Ki-yi-yippee, yippee-yay |
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