Step aside you ornery tenderfeet Let a big bad buckeroo past I'm the toughest hombre you'll ever meet Tho' I may be the last Yes-sir-ee we're a vanishing race No-sir-ee can't last long Step aside you ornery tenderfeet while I sing my song I'm an old cowhand from the Rio Grande But my legs ain't bowed and my cheeks ain't tanned I'm a cowboy who never saw a cow Never roped a steer 'cause I don't know how And I sho' ain't fixin' to start in now Yippy-i-o-ki-ay, yippy-i-o-ki-ay I'm an old cowhand from the Rio Grande And I learned to ride 'fore I learned to stand I'm a ridin' fool who is up to date I know every trail in the Lone Star state 'Cause I ride the range in a Ford V Eight Yippy-i-o-ki-ay, yippy-i-o-ki-ay I'm an old cowhand from the Rio Grande And I come to town just to hear the band I know all the songs that the cowboys know 'Bout the big corral where the doagies go 'Cause I learned them all on the radio Yippy-i-o-ki-ay, yippy-i-o-ki-ay I'm an old cowhand from the Rio Grande Where the West is wild 'round the borderland Where the buffalo roam around the zoo And the Indians make you a rug or two And the old Bar X is a Bar-B-Q Yippy-i-o-ki-ay, yippy-i-o-ki-ay