Featuring: The Sons Of The Pioneers



(Come a-ti yi yippy yippy yea yippy yea
Come a-ti yi yippy yippy yea)


Oh come along, boys, and listen to my tale,
I'll tell you all my troubles on the ol' Chisholm trail.
(Come a-ti yi yippy yippy yea yippy yea

Come a-ti yi yippy yippy yea)

I started up the trail October twenty-third

Started up the trail with the 2-U herd.
(Come a-ti yi yippy yippy yea yippy yea
Come a-ti yi yippy yippy yea)


I woke up one morning on the Old Chisholm trail,
With a rope in my hand and a cow by the tail,

(Come a-ti yi yippy yippy yea yippy yea
Come a-ti yi yippy yippy yea)


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(No chaps, no slicker, and it's pouring down rain,

And I swear I'll never night herd again.
Come a-ti yi yippy yippy yea yippy yea
Come a-ti yi yippy yippy yea)


My hay's in the stet, my seat's in the saddle
I hung and rattled them long horned cattle

(Come a-ti yi yippy yippy yea yippy yea
Come a-ti yi yippy yippy yea)


I'm up in the morning before daylight
A-fore I sleep the moon is shining bright
(Come a-ti yi yippy yippy yea yippy yea

Come a-ti yi yippy yippy yea)

We wrung 'em up and booted them behind

And that's the last of old tin line
(Come a-ti yi yippy yippy yea yippy yea
Come a-ti yi yippy yippy yea)


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(Come a-ti yi yippy yippy yea yippy yea
Come a-ti yi yippy yippy yea)