Ridin' For The Roundup In The Springtime-Sons Of San Joaquin
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TXT Ridin' For The Roundup In The Springtime-Sons Of San Joaquin 文本歌词
Ridin' For The Roundup In The Springtime - Sons Of San Joaquin
Cowboys all love springtime
On this we do agree
Grass 'n trees the birds and bees
Play their symphony
My spirit sings
My hos has wings
Because I'm gona be
Ridin' for the roundup in the springtime
Yippy yea ridin' hell bent for leather
Hear the hoof beats poundin'
And my old reata sing
Yippy o 'cause there just ain't nothin' better
Than ridin' for the roundup in the springtime
You can hear those cowboys roustin'
From their bunks at early dawn
They've checked their gear and riggin'
As they chinched their saddles on
They've had their beans and bacon
Caus' the day is hard and long
A ridin' for the roundup in the springtime
Yippy yea ridin' hell bent for leather
Hear the hoof beats poundin'
And my old reata sing
Yippy o 'cause there just ain't nothin' better
Than ridin' for the roundup in the springtime
It's out and ridin' circle
Cross a rough and rugged land
Astride an eagar pony
Sittin' tall and lookin' grand
A-hazin' to the gather
My ol' ponies a-dippin' sand
A ridin' for the roundup in the springtime
Yippy yea ridin' hell bent for leather
Hear the hoof beats poundin'
And my old reata sing
Yippy o 'cause there just ain't nothin' better
Than ridin' for the roundup in the springtime
You can smell the hair a burnin'
And the calves are all frustrated
They're mighty scared and lonely
From their mother's separated
They feel the loop that drags them
To the brandin' iron that's waiten'
To mark em' for the roundup in the spring
When the doggies are all branded
And we've turned the critters out
We're headed for the tavern
Every cowboy knows the route
As we're rollin' back the carpet
All the cowboys give a shout
We'll be riding for the roundup come next springtime
Yippy ya ridin' hell bent for leather
Hear the hoof beats poundin'
And my old reata sing
Yippy o 'cause there just ain't nothin' better
Than ridin' for the roundup in the springtime
Ridin' for the roundup in the springtime
