Текст песни Randy Travis - The Old Chisholm Trail
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THE OLD CHISHOLM TRAILTRADITIONALOh come along, boys, and listen to my tale,I`ll tell you all my troubles on the ol` Chisholm trail.(chorus)Come a-ti yi youpy youpy yea youpy yeaCome a-ti yi youpy youpy yeaOn a ten dollar horse and a forty dollar saddle,I was ridin`, and a punchin` Texas cattle.We left ol` Texas October twenty-thirdDrivin` up the trail with the U-2 herd.I`m up in the morning before daylight,And before I sleep the moon shine bright.It`s bacon and beans most every day,I`d just as soon be eating prairie hay.I woke up one morning on the Chisholm trail,With a rope in my hand and a cow by the tail,Last night on guard, and the leader broke the ranks,I hit my horse down the shoulders and spurred him in the flanks.Oh, it`s cloudy in the west, and a lookin` like rain,And my darned old slicker`s in the wagon again.Oh the wind commenced to blow and the rain began to fall,And it looked by grab that we was gonna lose `em all.I jumped in the saddle an` I grabbed a-hold the horn,The best damned cowpuncher ever was born. I was on my best horse, and a going on the run,The quickest shootin` cowboy that ever pulled a gun.No chaps, no slicker, and it`s pouring down rain,And I swear, by God, I`ll never night herd again.I herded and I hollered, and I done pretty well,Till the boss said, "Boys, just let `em go to Hell."I`m going to the ranch to draw my money,Goin` into town to see my honey.I went to the boss to get my roll,He figured me out nine dollars in the hole.So I`ll sell my outfit as fast as I can,And I won`t punch cows for no damn man.So I sold old baldy and I hung up my saddle,And I bid farewell to the longhorn cattle.