We made camp along Red River. Watched the cattle as they bedded down. Back at the wagons, right after supper. We spread our bedrolls on the ground. . And me and Willie, we took the night guard.
Well, way out west where the wild wind blows. The eagle flies and the sage brush grows. Traditions are holding on you'll be glad to hear. They're being kept alive by the sons of the Pioneers.
So you wanna be a cowboy and you wanna rodeo. Well I don't see nothin' to hold you back just pack your stuff and go. You'll travel many highways and boy you're gonna see it all.