Lyrics:

He was born for the saddle
And raised to ride the range
By the time he turned 13
He learned that whiskey numbs the pain
'Til one night in Arizona
Miss Tuscan caught his eye
Now all the whiskey in the world
Won't drown that pretty girl's goodbye
Yippie-I-oh-oh-oh
Yippie-I-a-a-a
That's the sound of a cowboy
Crying in the wind and the rain
Yippie-I-oh-oh-oh
Yippie-I-a-a-a
He'll cross over Jordan calling her name
Yippie-I-oh
Yippie-I-a
She loaded down her two-horse
For a one-off in Cheyenne
She said, 'I'll call you in the morning'
But God had other plans
'Cause a call came late that evening
From a voice he'd never heard
And he'll never forget
When the stranger said that dually in the ditch is hers
Yippie-I-oh-oh-oh
Yippie-I-a-a-a
That's the sound of a cowboy
Crying in the wind and the rain
Yippie-I-oh-oh-oh
Yippie-I-a-a-a
He'll cross over Jordan calling her name
Yippie-I-oh
Yippie-I-a
Now the lines carved in his face
Tell the mirror it won't be long
Until he rides off with his angel
But until then, he'll sing this song
Yippie-I-oh-oh-oh
Yippie-I-a-a-a
That's the sound of a cowboy
Crying in the wind and the rain
Yippie-I-oh-oh-oh
Yippie-I-a-a-a
He'll cross over Jordan calling her name
Yippie-I-oh
Yippie-I-a
Yippie-I-oh
Yippie-I-a