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Intro 1
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Verse 1
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is a very hard life,
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A fight and a sleet and the cold.
But I wouldn't trade my
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cow punchin' days
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For all of old Midas' gold.
There's horses to break
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and there's robbers to fight
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And blizzards to make you turn tail
But there's plenty of fun
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for the son of a gun
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Who can sing and be gay on the trail
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Kay -ay, kay -ee -bee -ay -ee -bee -ay -oo
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Kay -ay, kay -ee -bee -ay -ee -bee -ay -oo
We round up the doggies
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and drift them along,
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corral them all over the plains.
We rope them and brand them
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and doctor the bulls
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and turn them loose on the range.
At night when the doggies are
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dreaming about
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Calheaven just over the way,
The night riders sit in their
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saddles and sing
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From dark till the dawn of the day
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Ka -yi, Ka -yi -bi -yi -yi -bi -yi -yo
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Ka -yi, Ka -yi -bi -yi -yi -bi -yi -yo
When Saint Peter calls us
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to come to his range
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And punch the wild cattle up there
I hope all the boys who have
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rode the long range
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will come when he gives them a dirt
I'll want a good horse
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that can run a fast race
care where we go
We'll ride away off in some
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desolate place
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Ka -yipi, ka -yupu, ka -yai
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Ka -yipi, ya -yipi, ya -yupu, ka -yai
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Ka -yipi, ya -yipi, ya -yupu
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