When A Cowboy Trades His Spurs For Wings
 作曲 : David Rawlings
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-iy-ay, when the roundup ends
Yippee-ki-iy-ay, and the campfire dims
Yippee-ki-iy-ay, he shouts and he sings
When a cowboy trades his spurs for wings
When they 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 half way to heaven under horsepower of my own
Yippee-ki-iy-ay, when the roundup ends
Yippee-ki-iy-ay, and the campfire dims
Yippee-ki-iy-ay, he shouts and he sings
When a cowboy trades his spurs for wings
Yippee-ki-iy-ay, I’m glory-bound
no more jingle jangle, I lay my guns down
Yippee-ki-iy-ay, he shouts and he sings
When a cowboy trades his spurs for wings
When a cowboy trades his spurs for wings