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An Anonymous Worker

"The Old Chisholm Trail" (karaoke)

"The Old Chisholm Trail" (sheet music)


Come along, boys, and listen to my tale.

And I’ll tell you of my troubles on the old Chisholm Trail.

Come a ti yi yippy yippy yi yippy yea.

Come a ti yi yippy yippy yea.

 

With a ten-dollar hat and a forty-dollar saddle,

I’m going down to Texas for to punch them cattle.

Come a ti yi yippy yippy yi yippy yea.

Come a ti yi yippy yippy yea.

 

I woke up one morning on the old Chisholm Trail,

A rope in my hand and a cow by the tail.

Come a ti yi yippy yippy yi yippy yea.

Come a ti yi yippy yippy yea.

 

I started up the trail October Twenty-Third.

I started up the trail with the 2-U herd.

Come a ti yi yippy yippy yi yippy yea.

Come a ti yi yippy yippy yea.

 

I’m in my saddle before daylight.

And before I sleep the moon shines bright.

Come a ti yi yippy yippy yi yippy yea.

Come a ti yi yippy yippy yea.

 

It’s cloudy in the west, a-looking like rain.

And my damn old slicker’s in the wagon again.

Come a ti yi yippy yippy yi yippy yea.

Come a ti yi yippy yippy yea.

 

The wind began to blow; the rain began to fall.

It looked like we was goin’ to lose them all.

Come a ti yi yippy yippy yi yippy yea.

Come a ti yi yippy yippy yea.

 

I jumped in the saddle and grabbed hold the horn:

Best damned cow-puncher ever was born.

Come a ti yi yippy yippy yi yippy yea.

Come a ti yi yippy yippy yea.

 

Oh, it’s bacon and beans most every day.

I’d as soon be eating prairie hay.

Come a ti yi yippy yippy yi yippy yea.

Come a ti yi yippy yippy yea.

 

There’s a stray in the herd and the boss said, “Kill it.”

So I shot him in the rump with the hand of a skillet.

Come a ti yi yippy yippy yi yippy yea.

Come a ti yi yippy yippy yea.

 

My feet in the stirrup and my hand on the horn,

I’m the best damned cowboy ever was born.

Come a ti yi yippy yippy yi yippy yea.

Come a ti yi yippy yippy yea.

 

I went to the boss to draw my roll.

He figgered me out nine dollars in the hole.

Come a ti yi yippy yippy yi yippy yea.

Come a ti yi yippy yippy yea.

 

A-roping and a-tying and a-branding all day,

I’m working mighty hard for mighty little pay.

Come a ti yi yippy yippy yi yippy yea.

Come a ti yi yippy yippy yea.

 

So I went to the boss and we had a little chat.

And I hit him in the face with my big slouch hat.

Come a ti yi yippy yippy yi yippy yea.

Come a ti yi yippy yippy yea.

 

So the boss says to me, “Why, I’ll fire you.

Not only you but the whole damn crew!”

Come a ti yi yippy yippy yi yippy yea.

Come a ti yi yippy yippy yea.

 

So I rounded up the cowboys and we had a little meeting.

We all took a vote and the boss took a beating.

Come a ti yi yippy yippy yi yippy yea.

Come a ti yi yippy yippy yea.

 

So we organized a union and it’s going mighty strong.

The boss minds his business and we all get along.

Come a ti yi yippy yippy yi yippy yea.

Come a ti yi yippy yippy yea.

 

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

I’ll quit punching cattle in the sweet by-and-by.

Come a ti yi yippy yippy yi yippy yea.

Come a ti yi yippy yippy yea.

 

Come a ti yi yippy yippy yea.


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