Lyrics and translation Moe Bandy - The Old Chisholm Trail

The Old Chisholm Trail

Come along boys and listen to my tale,
I'll tell you of my troubles on the old Chisholm trail.

Come a ti yi yippee, come a ti yi yea,
Come a ti yi yippee, come a ti yi yea.

Oh, a ten-dollar hoss and a forty-dollar saddle,
And I'm goin' to punchin' Texas cattle.

Come a ti yi yippee, come a ti yi yea,
Come a ti yi yippee, come a ti yi yea.

I wake in the mornin' afore daylight,
And afore I sleep the moon shines bright.

Come a ti yi yippee, come a ti yi yea,
Come a ti yi yippee, come a ti yi yea.

It's cloudy in the west, a-lookin' like rain,
And my durned old slicker's in the wagon again.

Come a ti yi yippee, come a ti yi yea,
Come a ti yi yippee, come a ti yi yea.

No chaps, no slicker, and it's pourin' down rain,
And I swear, by gosh, I'll never night-herd again.

Come a ti yi yippee, come a ti yi yea,
Come a ti yi yippee, come a ti yi yea.

Feet in the stirrups and seat in the saddle,
I hung and rattled with them long-horn cattle.

Come a ti yi yippee, come a ti yi yea,
Come a ti yi yippee, come a ti yi yea.

The wind commenced to blow, and the rain began to fall,
Hit looked, by grab, like we was goin' to lose 'em all.

Come a ti yi yippee, come a ti yi yea,
Come a ti yi yippee, come a ti yi yea.

I don't give a darn if they never do stop;
I'll ride as long as an eight-day clock.

Come a ti yi yippee, come a ti yi yea,
Come a ti yi yippee, come a ti yi yea.

We rounded 'em up and put 'em on the cars,
And that was the last of the old Two Bars.

Come a ti yi yippee, come a ti yi yea,
Come a ti yi yippee, come a ti yi yea.

Oh, it's bacon and beans most every day,
I'd as soon be a-eatin' prairie hay.

Come a ti yi yippee, come a ti yi yea,
Come a ti yi yippee, come a ti yi yea.

I went to the boss to draw my roll,
He had it figgered out I was nine dollars in the hole.

Come a ti yi yippee, come a ti yi yea,
Come a ti yi yippee, come a ti yi yea.

Goin' back to town to draw my money,
Goin' back home to see my honey.

Come a ti yi yippee, come a ti yi yea,
Come a ti yi yippee, come a ti yi yea.

With my knees in the saddle and my seat in the sky,
I'll quit punchin' cows in the sweet by and by.

Come a ti yi yippee, come a ti yi yea,
Come a ti yi yippee, come a ti yi yea.

Le vieux sentier Chisholm

Viens, mon petit chéri, écoute mon histoire,
Je vais te parler de mes soucis sur le vieux sentier Chisholm.

Ti yi yippee, ti yi yea,
Ti yi yippee, ti yi yea.

Oh, un cheval à dix dollars et une selle à quarante dollars,
Et je vais aller faire le cow-boy au Texas.

Ti yi yippee, ti yi yea,
Ti yi yippee, ti yi yea.

Je me réveille le matin avant le lever du soleil,
Et avant que je ne dorme, la lune brille.

Ti yi yippee, ti yi yea,
Ti yi yippee, ti yi yea.

Il y a des nuages à l'ouest, ça ressemble à de la pluie,
Et mon vieux ciré est dans la charrette.

Ti yi yippee, ti yi yea,
Ti yi yippee, ti yi yea.

Pas de chaps, pas de ciré, et il pleut à verse,
Et je jure par Dieu, je ne ferai plus jamais la garde de nuit.

Ti yi yippee, ti yi yea,
Ti yi yippee, ti yi yea.

Les pieds dans les étriers et le derrière dans la selle,
Je me suis accroché et j'ai secoué avec ces longues bêtes.

Ti yi yippee, ti yi yea,
Ti yi yippee, ti yi yea.

Le vent s'est mis à souffler, et la pluie a commencé à tomber,
On aurait dit, par Dieu, qu'on allait les perdre tous.

Ti yi yippee, ti yi yea,
Ti yi yippee, ti yi yea.

Je m'en fiche s'ils ne s'arrêtent jamais,
Je vais rouler aussi longtemps qu'une horloge à huit jours.

Ti yi yippee, ti yi yea,
Ti yi yippee, ti yi yea.

On les a rassemblés et on les a mis dans les wagons,
Et c'était la fin des Two Bars.

Ti yi yippee, ti yi yea,
Ti yi yippee, ti yi yea.

Oh, c'est du bacon et des haricots presque tous les jours,
J'aurais préféré manger de l'herbe de prairie.

Ti yi yippee, ti yi yea,
Ti yi yippee, ti yi yea.

Je suis allé voir le patron pour toucher mon salaire,
Il avait calculé que j'étais endetté de neuf dollars.

Ti yi yippee, ti yi yea,
Ti yi yippee, ti yi yea.

Je vais retourner en ville pour toucher mon argent,
Je vais retourner à la maison pour voir mon amour.

Ti yi yippee, ti yi yea,
Ti yi yippee, ti yi yea.

Avec mes genoux dans la selle et mon derrière dans le ciel,
Je vais arrêter de faire le cow-boy dans un avenir proche.

Ti yi yippee, ti yi yea,
Ti yi yippee, ti yi yea.