Around a thousand bedded steers
And tonight my thoughts are slidin'
Down the trail of distant years
Coyotes howlin' in the darkness
Farmhands prowl around the campfire,
make the cowboys feel at home.
Now the cold north wind is blowin',
Wrapped in my saddle blanket,
sleepin' on the cold, cold ground
I used to ponder over my luck,
wondered why it never changed
I was happy and free around my mammy's knee,
pullin' on her apron strings
Yodelo dee ay yoh, yodelo dee ay yoh, yodelo ay yoh, yodelo dee ay yoh, yodelo dee ay yoh, yodelo dee ay yoh, yodelo dee ay yoh,
yodelo dee ay yoh, yodelo yodelo dee dee yoh, yodelo dee ay yoh, yodelo ay yoh,
How long to see the sun come shinin',
feelin' through my kitchen door?
Just to see my dear old mammy cookin'
ham on that old kitchen stove
Where the mockingbird sings you to sleep at night,
the moonbeams playin' through the trees
Now some like the climate out in
Mexico, but give me back my sunny
You don't want to cry, you want to cry.
I don't want to I want to