Riders In The Sky

Woody's Roundup Right here every day Woody's Roundup come on, it's time to play There's Jessie, the yodeling cowgirl (yo-de-la, you-de-la, yo-de-la) Bullseye, he's woody's horse (grrr...he's a smart one) Pete the old prospector and Woody the man himself of course It's time for Woody's Roundup He's the very best He's the rootinest tootinest cowboy in the wild wild west Woody's Roundup Come on, gather round Woody's Roundup Where nobody wears a frown Bad guys go running Whenever he's in town He's the rootinest, tootinest, shootinest, hootinest cowboy around Woody's Roundup

Woody's Roundup Right here every day Woody's Roundup come on, it's time to play There's Jessie, the yodeling cowgirl (yo-de-la, you-de-la, yo-de-la) Bullseye, he's woody's horse (grrr...he's a smart one) Pete the old prospector and Woody the man himself of course It's time for Woody's Roundup He's the very best He's the rootinest tootinest cowboy in the wild wild west Woody's Roundup Come on, gather round Woody's Roundup Where nobody wears a frown Bad guys go running Whenever he's in town He's the rootinest, tootinest, shootinest, hootinest cowboy around Woody's Roundup

Pecos Bill was quite a cowboy down in Texas
The Western Superman to say the least
He was the roughest, toughest critter
Never known to be a quitter
'Cause he never had no fear of man, nor beast

So yippee-i-ay-i-ya, yippee-i-o
He's the toughest critter west of the Alamo

Pecos roped through raging cyclone out of nowhere
He saddled it and straddled it with ease
While that cyclone bucked and flitted
Pecos rolled a smoke and lit it
And he tamed that ordinary wind down to a breeze

So yippee-i-ay-i-ya, yippee-i-o
He's the toughest critter west of the Alamo

Pecos lost his way while traveling on the desert
(Water, water, water)
It was ninety miles across the burning sand
(Water, water, water)
He knew he'd never reach the border
If he didn't get some water
So he got a stick and dug the Rio Grande

While a tribe of painted Indians did a war dance
Pecos started shooting up their little game
He gave those redskins such a shakeup
That they jumped out of their makeup
That's how the Painted Desert got it's name

While reclining on a cloud, high over Texas
With his guns he made the stars evaporate
As he watched them all declining
He left one brightly shining
As the emblem of the Lone Star Texas State

So yippee-i-ay-i-ya, yippee-i-o
As the emblem of the Lone Star Texas State

In every corner of this world they boast of men so bold.

From Captain Blood and Mister Mud to England's kings of old.

Why, every place I've ever been, they think their man's the best.

But listen while I introduce a bold man from the West.



A thunderbolt bust and then a big cloud of dust

And out rides Cody of the Pony Express.

Totin' the mail beside him, he knows the trail to guide him,

Cody of the Pony Express.



Now, the Injuns wait by the canyon's gate to take Bill by surprise

But they'll never beat the mustang feet of the fastest horse alive.



So, over the rim he's running,

Racing the wind, he's coming,

Cody of the Pony Express!



Now I once saw Cody fight his way through a thousand Indian braves

Riding on a two-ton buffalo's back, he jumped on an Indian's grave

Then he took a half hitch on the buffalo's tail and swung him 'round and 'round

Says, ??Step up close, you red galoots, I'll mo-o-o-o-w you down!??br>


A thunderbolt bust and then a big cloud of dust

And out rides Cody of the Pony Express.

Totin' the mail beside him, he knows the trail to guide him,

Cody of the Pony Express.



Now, the Injuns wait by the canyon's gate to take Bill by surprise

But they'll never beat the mustang feet of the fastest horse alive.



So, over the rim he's running,

Racing the wind, he's coming,

Cody of the Pony Express!

Woody's Roundup Right here every day Woody's Roundup come on, it's time to play There's Jessie, the yodeling cowgirl (yo-de-la, you-de-la, yo-de-la) Bullseye, he's woody's horse (grrr...he's a smart one) Pete the old prospector and Woody the man himself of course It's time for Woody's Roundup He's the very best He's the rootinest tootinest cowboy in the wild wild west Woody's Roundup Come on, gather round Woody's Roundup Where nobody wears a frown Bad guys go running Whenever he's in town He's the rootinest, tootinest, shootinest, hootinest cowboy around Woody's Roundup

Woody's Roundup Right here every day Woody's Roundup come on, it's time to play There's Jessie, the yodeling cowgirl (yo-de-la, you-de-la, yo-de-la) Bullseye, he's woody's horse (grrr...he's a smart one) Pete the old prospector and Woody the man himself of course It's time for Woody's Roundup He's the very best He's the rootinest tootinest cowboy in the wild wild west Woody's Roundup Come on, gather round Woody's Roundup Where nobody wears a frown Bad guys go running Whenever he's in town He's the rootinest, tootinest, shootinest, hootinest cowboy around Woody's Roundup

Woody's Roundup Right here every day Woody's Roundup come on, it's time to play There's Jessie, the yodeling cowgirl (yo-de-la, you-de-la, yo-de-la) Bullseye, he's woody's horse (grrr...he's a smart one) Pete the old prospector and Woody the man himself of course It's time for Woody's Roundup He's the very best He's the rootinest tootinest cowboy in the wild wild west Woody's Roundup Come on, gather round Woody's Roundup Where nobody wears a frown Bad guys go running Whenever he's in town He's the rootinest, tootinest, shootinest, hootinest cowboy around Woody's Roundup