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Rawhide

by The Chaps

on Rawhide (1982)

Rollin', rollin', rollin'
Rollin', rollin', rollin'
Rollin', rollin', rollin'
Rollin', rollin', rollin'
Rawhide!

Yeah, see you go
Rollin', rollin', rollin'
Though they're disapprovin'
Keep them beasties movin', rawhide!

Through rain and wind and weather
Hell-bent for leather
Wishin' my real lassie was by my side

All the stuff I'm missin'
The haggis, beer and fishin'
Are waiting at the end of my ride

Ride 'em in, move 'em out
Move 'em out, ride 'em in
Make 'er mind up (Rawhide!)

Cut 'em out, ride 'em in
Ride 'em in, cut 'em out
It's enough to give you, rawhide

Yippi-ai-o
Yippi-ai-ey
I seen these days easy ghostriders, you know
Back there in the sky
I says: "Come down here and do the rappel"

That's what I call a real tune, you know
Yeah, gimme a country and western, hey

See you, children
See you, children

Yippi-ai-o (O, o, o!)
Yippi-ai-ey (Hoombajajaja, hoombajajaja)
That singin' is dead easy enough, ain't it?
It's a piece of cake

Rollin', rollin', rollin'
Rollin', rollin', rollin'

Alright, guys, walk out here

DJ's!

Rollin', rollin', rollin'
Though my blood have swollen
Keep them bullets movin', rawhide

Don't try to understand them
Just stick them up and brand them
And dream of pints and heaviest whisky on the ride

My heart's calculatin'
My wages will be waitin'
Waitin' at the end of my ride

Ride 'em in, move 'em out
Move 'em out, ride 'em in
Roll this (Rawhide!)

Cut 'em out, ride 'em in
Hey, come back here!
See you all this rubbish, hey?
Well, see you're the gentleman of soul
Can't you sort of purge on that, hey?

(Hoombajajaja, hoombajajaja)
Hey, who you're hummin' at?
(Hoombajajaja, hoombajajaja)

See you, children
See you, children

Okay, lads, get stuck in there

(Rawhide!)

Rawhide, ye man!