I'm an old cowhand from the Rio Grande
But my legs ain't bowed and my cheeks ain't tan
I'm a cowboy who never saw a cow
Never roped a steer 'cause I don't know how
Sure ain't a fixing to start in now
Oh, yippie yi yo kayah, yippie yi yo kayah
I'm an old cowhand and I come down from the Rio Grande
And I learned to ride, ride, ride 'fore I learned to stand
I'm a riding fool who is up to date
I know every trail in the Lone Star State
'Cause I ride the range in a Ford V 8
Oh, yippie yi yo kayah, yippie yi yo kayah
Yippie yi yo kayah, yippie yi yo kayah
We're old cowhands from the Rio Grande
And we come to town just to hear the band
We know all the songs that the cowboys know
'Bout the big corral where the doggies go
We learned them all on the radio
Yippie yi yo kayah, yippie yi yo kayah
I'm an old cowhand
(Oh yes, Mr. Bing)
(Too hot for you, Uncle Fudd)
Down from the Rio Grande
Oh where the west is wild all around the borderland
Where the buffalo roam around the zoo
And the Injuns run up a rug or two
And the old Bar X is just a barbecue, yeah
Yippie yi yo kayah, yippie yi yo kayah
I'm a pioneer who began from scratch
I don't bat an eye in a shootin' match
They don't call me Elmer, they call me Satch
Yippie yi yo kayah, yippie yi yo kayah
Get along little horsy
Get along little horsy
Yippie yi yo kayah, oh
