Cowboy Boogie

Well, He swings in a saddle He's a real gone cat With his spanish spurs And his buckaroo hat His camps in an old log shack Way back in the sticks. He loves ta tie 'em down And burn their hide And there ain't no rough string He can't ride But cuttin' the rug is how he Gets his kicks. He does the cowboy boogie The cowboy way The cowboy boogie Come a ti-i youpy, youpy yi i youpy, youpy ya. So it's adios to his old payoose And down the road to turn it loose At an old dance hall He cuts a gal now straight Spins her sideways through the herd He's buckin' like he's being spurred Twistin' and rockin' like a bronc Comin' outta the gate. He does the cowboy boogie The cowboy way The cowboy boogie Come a ti-i youpy, youpy yi i youpy, youpy ya. --- Instrumental --- Well, He swings in a saddle He's a real gone cat With his spanish spurs And his buckaroo hat A tree frog walkin' fool He ain't no dude The Fred Astaire of hill and range Two parts cool and one part strange He's the best out west at any Elvis tune. He does the cowboy boogie The cowboy way The cowboy boogie Come a ti-i youpy, youpy yi i youpy, youpy ya. He does the cowboy boogie The cowboy way The cowboy boogie Come a ti-i youpy, youpy A yi i youpy, youpy. Come a ti-i youpy, youpy A yi i youpy, youpy. Come a ti-i youpy, youpy Yi i youpy, youpy ya...