An (Gm)old cow poke went riding out one (Bb) dark and iwndy day.
Up (Gm)on a ridge the rested as he went a long his way.
When all at once a (Eb) mighty herd of (Gm6) red eyed cow he (Gm7)
A (Eb) ploughin thru the ragged skies (Cm7)
And (Gm)up a cloudy draw. Yi-pi-yi- (Gm7) ya, (Gm) Yi-pi-yi-o.
The (Eb) ghost herd (Cm7) in the (Gm) sky.

(Final ending on a high F melody with a Gm7 chord)