The Lone Star Trail

Oh, I am a lonely cowboy and I'm all from the Texas train.
My trade is cinchin' saddles and pullin' bridle rein.
But I can twist a lasso with the greatest skill and ease.
Or rope and ride a bronco most anywhere I please.

Oh, I love the rollin' prairie that's far from trail and strife.
Behind a bunch of longhorns, I'll journey all my life.
But if I had a stake boys, soon married I would be,
To the sweetest girl in this wide world just fell in love with me.

Wee-weeeeeee-eh-wheeee. Weeeee-weeee-wheeeee-weeee-weee.

Oh, when we get on the trail boys, and the dusty billows rise,
It's fifty miles from water and the grass is scorchin' dry.
Oh, the boss is mad and rangy and you all can plainly see.
I'll have to follow the longhorns, I'm a cowboy here to be.

But when it comes a-rain boys, one of the gentle kind.
When the lakes are full of water and the grass is waivin' fine.
Oh, the boss will shed his frown boys, and a pleasant smile you'll see.
I'll have to follow the longhorns, I'm a cowboy here to be.

Wee-weeeeeee-eh-wheeee. Weeeee-weeee-wheeeee-weeee-weee.

Oh, when we get 'em bedded, we think [?] down for the night,
Some horse'll shake his saddle and give the herd a fright.
They'll get to their feet boys, and madly stampede away.
In one moment's time boys, you can hear a cowboy say...

Wee-weeeeeee-eh-wheeee. Weeeee-weeee-wheeeee-weeee-weee.

Oh, when we get 'em bedded, we feel most inclined.
When the cloud'll rise in the west boys, and the fire play on their horns.
Oh, the old boss rides around then. Your pay you'll get in gold.
So I'll have to follow the longhorns until I am too old.

Wee-weeeeeee-eh-wheeee. Weeeee-weeee-wheeeee-weeee-weee.