I'm going to leave (echo)
Old Texas now. (echo)
They got no room (echo)
For the long-horn cow. (echo)

They've ploughed and fenced (echo)
My cattle range (echo)
And the valleys there (echo)
Are all farmed and changed. (echo)

I'll say Adio's (echo)
To the Alamo (echo)
And hit the trail (echo)
Toward Mexico. (echo)

I'm going to leave (echo)
Old Texas now. (echo)
They got no room (echo)
For the long-horn cow. (echo)

I'm going to leave (echo)
Old Texas now. (echo)
They got no room (echo)
For the long-horn cow. (echo)

(Whistles)

Ooooooh, Oooooh..