Boys I was born in Texas StateMany years agoI've rode on every range and plainThere's no place I don't knowI love to swing the lariatThat's all I'll ever doI'm a two-gun singing cowboyAnd I've never had the bluesFor I hop on my old PintoAnd o'er the plains we rideJust swingin' in the saddleMy guitar hangs by my sideOld Pinto's always willingAs for me I'm never sadYou'll find there beatsAn honest heart in this old Texas ladI sleep out on the rolling plainsMy blanket for a bedWaiting for the break of dayTo ride out to the herdI'll mount my old cow-ponyWear my boots and Stetson tooAnd ride all day on Texas plainsBeneath the skies of blueNow when my cheque of life I cashFor the land beyond the skyI'm goin' to ride old Pinto outAcross that Great DivideI'll ride the last great round-upFar across the Golden PlainsWell boys, I hope you liked my songI'm on my way againO lee ay lee o, lee ay lee ay lee oLee ay lee ay lee o, lee o dee heeO ay lee o, lee ay lee o lee oLee o lee ay lee o, lee o dee heeO lee ay lee o, lee ay lee ay lee oLee ay lee ay lee o, lee o dee heeO ay lee o, dee o lee, ay lee o, dee o dee hee
