Lyrics Listen to the Rhythm of the Range - Gene Autry

Listen to the Rhythm of the Range

Listen to that rhythm of the range
Realin' rockin' rhythm of the range
You’ve heard that old bazooka
And the king of jazz
But have you felt the tickle that this range rhythm has?
Dancin' to the rhythm of the range
Realin' rockin' rhythm you can’t change
Grandpa burned his crutches and won’t stay at home
Since this rhythm has got in his bones
And he’s dancin' to the rhythm, dancin' to the rhythm
Dancin' to the rhythm of the range
Oh, listen to that rhythm of the range
Rootin' tootin' rhythm of the range
You’ve heard the cow hands music
And you’ve heard him sing
But have you seen that cow hand shoot a horse fly on the wing
Shootin' to the rhythm of the range
Shots were shot is always fair exchange
In the land of cattle the six gun is law
And you get a medal if you shoot your mother-in-law
So keep shootin' to the rhythm
Rootin' tootin' rythym
Shootin' to the rhythm of the range
Play it boys
Oh, listen to the rhythm of the range
Rockin' rollin' rhythm of the range
There’s rhythm in the wind and the wavin' corn
And grandpa sleeps in rhythm, yes he snores just like a horn
Listen to that rhythm of the range
Rockin' rollin' rhythm you can’t change
No chuck wagon rhythm starts about noon
And you hear the cow hand sippin'
And there’s music to their rhythm
Rootin' tootin' rhythm
Music to their rhythm of the range