Yippie-I-A

He was born for the saddle And raised to ride the range By the time he turned thirteen he learned That whisky numbs the pain Till one night in Arizona Miss Tuscan caught his eye Now all the whiskey in the world Won't drown that pretty girls goodbye Yippie-i-ohh Yippie-i-a That's the sound of a cowboy crying in the wind and the rain Yippie-i-ohh Yippie-i-a He'll cross over Jordan calling her name Yippie-i-ohh Yippie-i-a She loaded down her two horse For a one off in Cheyenne She said, "I'll call you in the morning" But god had other plans 'Cause a call came late that evening From a voice he'd never heard And he'll never forget when the stranger said That dually in the ditch is hers Yippie-i-ohh Yippie-i-a That's the sound of a cowboy crying in the wind and the rain Yippie-i-ohh Yippie-i-a He'll cross over Jordan calling her name Yippie-i-ohh Yippie-i-a Now the lines craved in his face Tell the mirror it won't be long Till he rides off with his angel But until then he'll sing this song Yippie-i-ohh Yippie-i-a That's the sound of a cowboy crying in the wind and the rain Yippie-i-ohh Yippie-i-a He'll cross over Jordan calling her name Yippie-i-ohh Yippie-i-a Yippie-i-ohh Yippie-i-a