Woke up one morning on the Chisholm Trail
Roping a hand in a heifer by the tail
Kumataya whoopalaya paa-ay
Kumataya whoopalaya
Went to the boss and the boss said kill it
So I shot her in the wrong with a handle I must kill it
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Kumataya whoopalaya
Started up the trail October 23rd
Started up the trail on a Yuba herd
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It's cloudy in the west and it's looking like rain
No shops and my slick is in the wagon
again Kumataya whoopalaya paa-ay
Kumataya whoopalaya
I went to the boss and I hit him from a roll
He figures me out nine dollars in the hole
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With my feet in the stirrups and my hand on
the horn I'm the best damn cowboy ever was
born Kumataya whoopalaya paa-ay Kumataya whoopalaya
Ten dollar horse and a forty dollar saddle
I'm a going to punch them Texas cattle
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With my knees in the saddle and my hand in the sky
I'll quit punching cows in the street by and by
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Kumataya whoopalaya paa-ay Kumataya whoopalaya