Roun` `em up my cow-gurl,
Its your lasso, its your world,
Neighing Studs and pawing pintos
And half a dozen stories untold!
Whoopee the Injuns my Horse-back lady,
Eagles feather in yer hair looks so Cutey,
Whistling to the birds in the woods,
While shootin' tricky Robin hoods!
String 'em up my Female Sheriff!
If rope ain't there then use your whip,
Stand not any of their misbehavior,
You may just be the West`s new saviour!!