When a Cowboy Trades His Spurs For Wings Songtext
von Carter Burwell

Let me tell you, buddy
There′s a faster gun
Coming over yonder
When tomorrow comes

Let me tell you, buddy
And it won't be long
Till you find yourself singing
Your last cowboy song

Yippee-ki-yi-yay
When the roundup ends
Yippee-ki-yi-yay
And the campfire dims

Yippee-ki-yi-yay
He shouts and he sings
When a cowboy trades
His spurs for wings


When the wrap my body
In the thin linen sheet
And they take my six irons
Pull the boots from my feet

Unsaddle my pony
She′ll be itching to roam
I'll be halfway to heaven
Under horsepower of my own

Yippee-ki-yi-yay
When the roundup ends
Yippee-ki-yi-yay
And the campfire dims

Yippee-ki-yi-yay
He shouts and he sings
When a cowboy trades
His spurs for wings

Yippee-ki-yi-yay
I'm glory bound
No more jingle jangle
I lay my guns down


Yippee-ki-yi-yay
He shouts and he sings
When a cowboy trades
His spurs for wings

When a cowboy trades
His spurs for wings