I pop my whip, I bring the blood, I make my leaders take the mud, We grab the wheels,and we turn them around, One more pull and we're on hard ground.
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When I got there the hills were steep, Would make a tender person weep To hear me curse and pop my whip, And see my oxen pull and slip.
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When I get home I'll have revenge, I'll have my family, I'll have my friends, I'll say good-bye to the whip and line, I'll drive no more in the wintertime.
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It was early in October-o, Hitched my team in order-o To ride the hills-a Saludio. To-me-rol, to-me-rol, to-my-ri-de-o.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.