Step aside you ornery tenderfeet
Let a big bad buckeroo past
I´m the toughest hombre you´ll ever meet
Tho´ I may be the last
Yes-sir-ee we´re a vanishing race

No-sir-ee can´t last long
Step aside you ornery tenderfeet while I sing my song

I´m an old cowhand from the Rio Grande
But my legs ain´t bowed and my cheeks ain´t tanned
I´m a cowboy who never saw a cow
Never roped a steer ´cause I don´t know how
And I sho´ ain´t fixin´ to start in now
Yippy-i-o-ki-ay, yippy-i-o-ki-ay

I´m an old cowhand from the Rio Grande
And I learned to ride ´fore I learned to stand
I´m a ridin´ fool who is up to date
I know every trail in the Lone Star state
´Cause I ride the range in a Ford V Eight
Yippy-i-o-ki-ay, yippy-i-o-ki-ay

I´m an old cowhand from the Rio Grande
And I come to town just to hear the band
I know all the songs that the cowboys know
´Bout the big corral where the doagies go
´Cause I learned them all on the radio
Yippy-i-o-ki-ay, yippy-i-o-ki-ay

I´m an old cowhand from the Rio Grande
Where the West is wild ´round the borderland
Where the buffalo roam around the zoo
And the Indians make you a rug or two
And the old Bar X is a Bar-B-Q
Yippy-i-o-ki-ay, yippy-i-o-ki-ay