Saddle Up My Pony Fill The Old Canteen Roll The Blanket, Pack The Bags With Turkey, Grits, And Beans Say Goodbye To The Fellas Save Away My Mail Kiss My Darlin' Suzy I'm Bound To Hit The Trail
For A Cowboy Has To Ride The Range And Yodelaie-Yodelaie-Ooohh-Oooo Listen To Those Dogies Lowin' Low-Oooh Low-Oooh How I Long To Dream Near A Campfire's Gleam And Listen To The Coyote's Wail I Guess I'm Just A Cowboy, And I'm Bound To Hit The Trail Now Way Out There On The Prairie Is Where I Long To Be So Give Me My Rope And My 44 And I'll Ride Fancy-Free Just To See That Pal5 Moon Rising On The Rim Of The Canyon's Veil I H5ar That Lobo Howlin' And I'm Bound To Hit The Trail
For A Cowboy Has To Ride The Range And Yodelaie-Yodelaie-Ooohh-Oooo Listen To Those Dogies Lowin' Low-Oooh Low-Oooh How I Long To Dream Near A Campfire's Gleam And Listen To The Coyote's Wail I Guess I'm Just A Cowboy, And I'm Bound To Hit The Trail
For A Cowboy Has To Ride The Range And Yodelaie-Yodelaie-Ooohh-Oooo Listen To Those Dogies Lowin' Low-Oooh Low-Oooh How I Long To Dream Near A Campfire's Gleam And Listen To The Coyote's Wail I Guess I'm Just A Cowboy, And I'm Bound To Hit The Trail I Guess I'm Just A Cowboy, And I'm Bound To Hit The Trail