East of beautiful Alberta North of old Montan' The livings fine, when the springtime's kind To a bovine raisin' man Well, they sort 'em, and stretch 'em, and tail 'em down Like they did in days gone by Good slab fence and common sense Well, there're in short supply The iron still hits the fire Rope's thrown straight and true And they scorch their hides, 'till upon their sides The brand is showing through And the spring time turns with the Coulee's curve And it's summer once again Whoopee-ti-yi-yo, at the rodeo And we pray our buddies win It's Western swing and waltzes Like to wear out your boots And it's horsehair floors and Louis L'Amour After they close the chutes When they've rode up all the rank ones And the chucks are out of sight It's Western swing and waltzes In Saskatchewan tonight ♪ It's Western swing and waltzes Like to wear out your boots And it's horsehair floors and Louis L'Amour After they close the chutes When they've rode up all the rank ones And the chucks are out of sight It's Western swing and waltzes In Saskatchewan tonight It's Western swing and waltzes In Saskatchewan tonight