Alan Lomax & Ed McCurdy - I'm Bound To Follow The Longhorn Cows (Cowboy Songs Of The Old West, 2009) | Текст песни

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• Alan Lomax & Ed McCurdy
• I'm Bound To Follow The Longhorn Cows (Cowboy Songs Of The Old West, 2009)

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.