The Song of the Ox Driver歌词

Yaaaaa!

To my rideo, to my rodeo

It was the fourth day of October-o
I hitched my team in order-o
To reach the hills of Saludio
To me rol, to me rol, to my rideo

To me rol, to me rol, to my rideo
To me rol, to me rol, to my rideo
To my rideo, to my rodeo
To me rol, to me rol, to my rideo

I pop my whip and I bring the blood
I make my leaders take the mud
We grab the wheels and we turn them around
One long pull and we're on hard ground.

To me rol, to me rol, to my rideo
To me rol, to me rol, to my rideo
To my rideo, to my rodeo
To me rol, to me rol, to my rideo

When I got there the hills were steep
'T would make any tender person weep
To hear me course and pop my whip(aw!)
And see my oxen pull and slip.

To me rol, to me rol, to my rideo
To me rol, to me rol, to my rideo
To my rideo, to my rodeo
To me rol, to me rol, to my rideo.

When I get home I'll have revenge
I'll have my family, I'll have my friends
I'll bid adieu to the whip and the line
And drive no more in the wintertime

To me rol, to me rol, to my rideo
To me rol, to me rol, to my rideo
To my rideo, to my rodeo
To me rol, to me rol, to my rideo.

(repeat)