Up in the mornin' and the bossman yellin' If you can't make him happy then why do you try Hold on your tongue and chew on your words You can wash 'em all down on a Friday night You gotta run boys Run through the tall grass Run on boys and not too soon Run on boys Run through the yard And you gotta see them before they see you Down from the mountains, sittin' in Spookane A mean bull makes a long ride If I was a bird, if I could fly I'd be right there honey by your side You gotta run boys Run through the tall grass Run on boys and not too soon Run on boys Run through the yard And you gotta see them before they see you Down in Pasco in the blazing sun Nowhere to run, nowhere to hide Can't catch me, I'm a headed out west Gonna ask my darlin' to be my bride You gotta run boys Run through the tall grass Run on boys and not too soon Run on boys Run through the yard And it helps to see them before they see you