When A Cowboy Trades His Spurs For Wings

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