Yippie-I-A

He was born for the saddle And raised to ride the range By the time he turned 13 He learned that whiskey numbs the pain 'Til one night in Arizona Miss Tuscan caught his eye Now all the whiskey in the world Won't drown that pretty girl's goodbye Yippie-I-oh-oh-oh Yippie-I-a-a-a That's the sound of a cowboy Crying in the wind and the rain Yippie-I-oh-oh-oh Yippie-I-a-a-a He'll cross over Jordan calling her name Yippie-I-oh Yippie-I-a She loaded down her two-horse For a one-off in Cheyenne She said, "I'll call you in the morning" But God had other plans 'Cause a call came late that evening From a voice he'd never heard And he'll never forget When the stranger said that dually in the ditch is hers Yippie-I-oh-oh-oh Yippie-I-a-a-a That's the sound of a cowboy Crying in the wind and the rain Yippie-I-oh-oh-oh Yippie-I-a-a-a He'll cross over Jordan calling her name Yippie-I-oh Yippie-I-a Now the lines carved in his face Tell the mirror it won't be long Until he rides off with his angel But until then, he'll sing this song Yippie-I-oh-oh-oh Yippie-I-a-a-a That's the sound of a cowboy Crying in the wind and the rain Yippie-I-oh-oh-oh Yippie-I-a-a-a He'll cross over Jordan calling her name Yippie-I-oh Yippie-I-a Yippie-I-oh Yippie-I-a