Текст песни Out on the Western Plains (Live 1988) - James Taylor

When I was a cowboy
Out on the Western Plain
When I was a cowboy
Out on the Western Plain
I made about a half a million
Putting on those bridle reins

Come a cow-cow, yicky come a cow-cow, yicky, yicky, yeah

Oh, the meanest battle
Was ever on the Western Plain
Oh, the meanest battle
That was ever on the Western Plain
When me and a bunch of cowboys
We run into Jesse James

Come a cow-cow, yicky come a cow-cow, yicky, yicky, yeah

Me and a bunch of cowboys
We run into Jesse James
(I know)
Me and a bunch of cowboys
Well, we run into Jesse James
Now the bullets they started a-flying
Yeah, just like a shower of rain

Come a cow-cow, yicky come a cow-cow, yicky, yicky, yeah

Saddle up and ride now
Ride your pony now

If your house should catch on fire
And there ain't no water 'round
If your house should catch on fire
And there ain't no water 'round
Throw your jelly roll out the window
And let the doggone shack burn down

Come a cow-cow, yicky come a cow-cow, yicky, yicky, yeah

Come on all around us
And don't you wanna go?
(I know)
Come on all around us
And don't you wanna go?
In the footsteps of the lone ranger
On the trail of the buffalo

Come a cow-cow, yicky come a cow-cow, yicky, yicky, yeah
(That's right)
Come a cow-cow, yicky come a cow-cow, yicky, yicky, yeah
Come a cow-cow, yicky come a cow-cow, yicky, yicky, yeah