A pretty cowgirl went riding out
one bright and sunny day.
And upon a ridge she rested
as she went along her way.
Then all at once a might herd
of cows and calves she saw,
A plowin' across the clear blue sky
and up a sparklin' draw.
Their brands were hearts and flowers
and their hooves as white as snow,
their horns were pink as roses
and she smiled as she watched them go.
A bold of pride went through her
as they thundered across the sky,
then she saw them riders comin' hard
and she heard them sing on hi.
Yipeeie Yi Yea, Yippie Yi Yo.
We're ridin' paradise in the sky.
Their faces tanned, their eyes were set,
their shirts red, white and blue.
Their ridin' hard to catch that herd
lovin' this round up that they do.
Cause they get to ride forever
on this range up in the sky.
And she saw their smiling faces
and heard their happy cry. | Yippie Yi Yea, Yippie Yi Yo,
We're ridin' paradise in the sky. As the riders loped on by her she heard one call her name. "If you want to join this horse dance girl and ride here on our range. Then cowgirl leave life's pain behind and with us you'll always ride, chasin' this here spirit herd across these crystal skies." Well the cowgirl got a feelin'
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