Yodel-Adle-Eedle-Idle-Oo (From "Home on the Range"Soundtrack Version)

Now listen up
There are crooks in this here West
Who have claimed to be the best
And think they wrote the book
On how to rustle
Well as good as they may be
Not a one's as good as me
An'I barely have
To move a single muscle
They call me mean boys-
Depraved and nasty too
And they ain't seen boys
The cruelest thing I do:
You see I yodel-adle-eedle-idle-odle
The sweetest way of rustlin'yet devised
'Cause when I yodel-adle-eedle-idle-odle
Why looky how them cows git hypnotized
He don't prod he don't yell
Still he drives them dogies well
Which ain't easy
When your chaps are labeled XXXXL
Yes if yer lookin'from
A bovine point of view
I sure can yodel-adle-eedle-idle
Yodel-adle-eedle-idle
Yodel-adle-eedle-idle-oo
Here we go boys
Five thousand cattle in the side pocket
Yodel-adle-eedle-odle
Yodel-adle-eedle-odle
Yodel-adle-eedle-odle
Yodel-adle-eedle-odle
Yodel-adle-eedle-odle
Yodel-adle-eedle-odle
Yodel-adle-eedle-odle
Yes I can yodel-adle-eedle-odle
A sound them cattle truly take to heart
Yeah I can yodel-adle-eedle-idle-odle
An'smack my big ol'rump if that ain't art
He don't rope-
Not a chance
He just puts 'em in a trance
He's a pioneer Pied Piper
In ten-gallon underpants
Yep I'm the real rip-roarin'deal
To those who moo
Thanks to my yodel-adle-eedle-idle
Dodle-adle-eedle-idle
I got the cattle out the ol'wazoo
'Cause I can yodel-adle-eedle-idle-oo
Yodel-adle-eedle-idle-oo