Woody’s Roundup Songtext
von Riders in the Sky

Woody′s Roundup
Right here, every day
Woody's Roundup
Come on, it′s time to play

There's Jessie, the yodeling cowgirl
(Yo-de-la, you-de-la, yo-de-la)
Bullseye, he's Woody′s horse
(He′s a smart-)
Pete the old prospector
And Woody the man himself
Of course


It's time for Woody′s Roundup
He's the very best
He′s the rootinest tootinest cowboy
In the wild, wild west

Woody's Roundup
Come on and gather ′round
Woody's Roundup
Where nobody wears a frown

Bad guys go running
Whenever he's in town
He′s the rootinest, tootinest, shootinest, hootinest cowboy around
Woody′s Roundup