Wah-hoo! Songtext

von Paul Whiteman

(spoken)
There she comes. ?????????????
Why, ain't that purdy?
??????????? like a regular cowhand.
Whoa, dammit! Whoa! Mornin', Boys!
Mornin' ??????????
Boys, I sure hate to be a-leavin' ya,
But Dad's plum set on gettin' me a college education
And a accent with a broad "a".
Ha! Ha! Ha! Ha!
We're gonna miss ya, Durrell, sure 'nuf.
?????? it won't be the same without ya.
Oh, cheer up, Frank, ya warble-jawed old horntoad.
Come on, beat up! I'll harmonize with ya.

Aw! Gimme a horse, a great big horse
And gimme a buckaroo
And let me Wah-Hoo!
Wah-Hoo! Wah-Hoo!

Aw! Gimme a ranch, a big pair of pants
And gimme a stetson. too
And let me Wah-Hoo!
Wah-Hoo! Wah-Hoo!

Gimme the wild open spaces
For I'm just like a prairie flower
I get me wilder every hour

Aw! Gimme a moon, a prairie moon
And gimme a man what's true
And let me Wah-Hoo!
Wah-Hoo! Wah-Hoo!

(spoken)
Come here, Clem, ya lazy old probate. You ain't a-singin'.

Aw! I never could sing a high class thing
Good music I never knew
But can ya Wah-Hoo?
Wah-Hoo! Wah-Hoo!

Oh, I never could dance, Folks, when I dance
I ruin the lady's shoe
But I can Wah-Hoo!
Wah-Hoo! Wah-Hoo!

It's just a gift from the prairie
Ya shout it when a bad man jigs
And it's surefire when yer callin' pigs

Yeah, piggy, piggy, piggy, piggy, pig

No, I never could ride a bucking horse
That's something I never could do
But I can Yipsey!
Yipsey! Yippee!

Just a Wah-Hoo! Wah-Hoo!
Just a Wah-Hoo! Wah-Hoo!

Wah-Hoo! Wah-Hoo!
Wah-Hoo! Wah-Hoo!
Wah-Hoo! Wah-Hoo!

Yippee!