Woo - hoo - woo - ooo - ti - de
Woo - hoo - ooo - oop - i - de - de
Woo - hoo - woo - ooo - ti - de
Yod-el - od-el- lo - ti - de.
The cattle are prowlin´ the coyotes are howlin´
Way out where the dogies bawl
Where spurs are a-jinglin´, a cowboy is singin´
This lonesome cattle call.
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He rides in the sun ´til his days work is done
And he rounds up the cattle each [A] fall
Woo - hoo - woo - ooo - ti - de
Singin´ his cattle call.
For hours he will ride on the range far and wide
When the night winds blow up a squall
His heart is a feather in all kinds of weather
He sings his cattle call.
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He´s brown as a berry from ridin´ the prairie
And he sings with an ol´ western drawl
Woo - hoo - woo - ooo - ti - de
Singin´ his cattle call.
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