Come along boys and listen to my tale
And I'll tell you of my troubles on the old Chisholm trail
Come a ti yi yippy yippy yi yippy yea
Come a ti yi yippy yippy yea!
With a ten-dollar horse and a forty-dollar saddle
I'm going down to Texas for to punch them cattle
Come a ti yi yippy yippy yi yippy yea
Come a ti yi yippy yippy yea!
I woke one morning on the old Chrisholm Trail
A rope in my hand and a cow by the trail
Come a ti yi yippy yippy yi yippy yea
Come a ti yi yippy yippy yea!
It's cloudy in the west, a-looking like rain
And my damned old slicker's in the wagon again
Come a ti yi yippy yippy yi yippy yea
Come a ti yi yippy yippy yea!
The wind began to blow, and the rain began to fall
It looked, by grab, like we was going to lose them all
Come a ti yi yippy yippy yi yippy yea
Come a ti yi yippy yippy yea!
Oh, it's bacon and beans most every day
I'd as soon be eating prairie hay
Come a ti yi yippy yippy yi yippy yea
Come a ti yi yippy yippy yea!
I went to the boss to draw my roll
He figgered me out nine dollars in the whole
Come a ti yi yippy yippy yi yippy yea
Come a ti yi yippy yippy yea!
With my knees in the saddle and my seat in the sky
I'll quit punching cows in the sweet by-and-by
Come a ti yi yippy yippy yi yippy yea
Come a ti yi yippy yippy yea!
No chaps, no slicker, and it's pourin' down rain
And I swear, by gosh, I'll never night-herd again
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Come a ti yi yippy yippy yea!
Feet in the stirrups and seat in the saddle
I hung and rattled with them long-horn cattle
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Come a ti yi yippy yippy yea!
I don't give a darn if they never do stop
I'll ride as long as an eight-day clock
Come a ti yi yippy yippy yi yippy yea
Come a ti yi yippy yippy yea!
We rounded 'em up and put 'em on the cars
And that was the last of the old Two Bars
Come a ti yi yippy yippy yi yippy yea
Come a ti yi yippy yippy yea!
Goin' back to town to draw my money
Goin' back home to see my honey
Come a ti yi yippy yippy yi yippy yea
Come a ti yi yippy yippy yea!