I was born a rover on the rhythmic range A-rootin', tootin' terror and I never will change Sing a tune to the day and travel all of the way In rhythm (Rhythm) Everything around me is a part of my song They seem to want to follow as I ramble along The lazy hawk in the sky is even tempted to try My rhythm On the rhythm range On the rhythm range Everything is keepin' time to a sorta rhythmic rhyme And rhythm Every time a Sunday comes a-rollin' around Down beside the water where I'm sure to be found I'll be scrubbin' and a rubbin' in a manner profound In rhythm (rhythm) Water from a thousand feet is colder than air I always thought the Devil kept it warmer down there I guess, it were to his path, so I'll be takin' my bath In rhythm On the rhythm range On the rhythm range Everything is keepin' time to a sorta rhythmic rhyme And rhythm I asked the prairie chicken when he started to scratch If sandy fleas and bumble bees could hatch a better batch He said, "the only thing found in this dog gone ground Is rhythm" (Rhythm) He started in to workin' with a pause of his head And then he turned around to me and here's what he said "I ain't diggin' for gold, but when I'm scratching, my soul's Got rhythm" On the rhythm range On the rhythm range Everything is keepin' time to a sorta rhythmic rhyme And rhythm On the rhythm range On the rhythm range Everything is keepin' time to a sorta rhythmic rhyme And rhythm On the rhythm range