Back In The Saddle Again
Gene Autry

I’m back in the saddle again
Out where a friend is a friend
Where the longhorn cattle feed on the lowly Gipson weed
I’m back in the saddle again

Riding the range once more
Toting my old forty-four
Where you sleep out every night and the only law is right
Back in the saddle again

Whoopie-ti-yi-yo rocking to and fro
Back in the saddle again
Whoopie-ti-yi-ya I go my way
Back in the saddle again

I’m back in the saddle again
Out where a friend is a friend
Where the longhorn cattle feed on the lowly Gipson weed
I’m back in the saddle again

Riding the range once more
Toting my old forty-four
Where you sleep out every night and the only law is right
Back in the saddle again

Whoopie-ti-yi-yo rocking to and fro
Back in the saddle again
Whoopie-ti-yi-ya I go my way
Back in the saddle again