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