Let me tell you buddy there’s a faster gun
Comin’ over yonder when tomorrow comes
Let me tell you buddy and it won’t be long
‘Til you find yourself singing your last cowboy song

Yippee-ki-iy-ay when the roundup ends
Yippee-ki-iy-ay and the campfire dims
Yippee-ki-iy-ay he shouts and he sings
When a cowboy trades his spurs for wings

When they wrap my body in the bindling sheet
And they take my six irons pull the boots from my feet
Unsaddle my pony she’ll be itchin’ to roam
I’ll be halfway to heaven under horsepower of my own

Yippee-ki-iy-ay I’m glory-bound
No more jingle jangle I lay my guns down
Yippee-ki-iy-ay he shouts and he sings
When a cowboy trades his spurs for wings
When a cowboy trades his spurs for wings

Let me tell you buddy there’s a faster gun
Comin’ over yonder when [2maj] tomorrow [5] comes
Let me [1] tell you buddy and it won’t be [4] long
‘Til you [1] find yourself singing your [5] last cowboy [1] song

[5] Yippee-ki-iy-ay [4] when the roundup [1] ends
[5] Yippee-ki-iy-ay [4] and the campfire [5] dims
[1] Yippee-ki-iy-ay he shouts and he [4] sings
When a [1] cowboy trades his [5] spurs for [1] wings

When they wrap my body in the bindling sheet
And they take my six irons pull the boots from my feet
Unsaddle my pony she’ll be itchin’ to roam
I’ll be halfway to heaven under horsepower of my own

Yippee-ki-iy-ay I’m glory-bound
No more jingle jangle I lay my guns down
Yippee-ki-iy-ay he shouts and he sings
When a cowboy trades his spurs for wings
When a cowboy trades his spurs for wings