Ox Driving Song

Lyrics

Crack the whip and bring the blood Make the leaders take the mud We've got the wheels and we turn them around One long hard pull and we're on hard ground To me rol to me rol to my rideo To me rol to me rol to my rideo To my rideo to my rudeo To me rol to me rol to my rideo On the fourteenth day of October-o I hitched my team in order-o To try the hills of Salado To me rol to me rol to my rideo To me rol to me rol to my rideo To my rideo to my rudeo To me rol to me rol to my rideo When I got there the hills were steep Would make another person weep To hear me cuss And crack my whip And see the oxen pull and slip To me rol to me rol to my rideo To me rol to me rol to my rideo To my rideo to my rudeo To me rol to me rol to my rideo When I get home among my friends That's where my toil and trouble ends And bid adieu To the whip and line And ride no more in the winter time To me rol to me rol to my rideo To me rol to me rol to my rideo To my rideo to my rudeo To me rol to me rol to my rideo To me rol to me rol to my rideo To my rideo to my rudeo To my rideo oo Yeah!