Текст песни Betsy - Roy Rogers

Oh, Betsy. Sweet Betsy.
My fair prairie rose.
So slender and pale
In your mail order clothes.

All decked out in ruffles
And ribbons and rings
You're just like an angel.
Only, where are your wings?

Oh, Betsy. Sweet Betsy.
Let's change your name
And stake a claim
Where cares will never find us.

Oh, Betsy. Sweet Betsy.
We'll hitch our dream
To a 20 mule team
And leave the world behind us.

Whoopty Tie Yie Yay
There's love in them hills far away.
Whoopty Tie Yie Yee
Awaitin for Betsy and me.

A starch collared parson
Lives down be the gulch
He'd hitch us right up
But he charges too much

The old circuit rider
Will be just as nice.
He'll splice for half price
And bring his own bag of rice.

Oh, Betsy. Sweet Betsy.
We'll jingle spurs
On cockle burs
Where prairie dogs won't hound us.

Oh, Betsy. Sweet Betsy.
With plenty to eat
Of buffalo meat
And heaven's all around us.

Oh, Betsy. Sweet Betsy.
We'll hitch our dream
To a 20 mule team
And leave the world behind us.

Whoopty Tie Yie Yay
There's love in them hills far away.
Whoopty Tie Yie Yee
Awaitin for Betsy and me.