Yaaaaa!
 
 To my rideo, to my rodeo
 
 It was the fourth day of October-o
 I hitched my team in order-o
 To reach the hills of Saludio
 To me rol, to me rol, to my rideo
 
 To me rol, to me rol, to my rideo
 To me rol, to me rol, to my rideo
 To my rideo, to my rodeo
 To me rol, to me rol, to my rideo
 
 I pop my whip and I bring the blood
 I make my leaders take the mud
 We grab the wheels and we turn them around
 One long pull and we're on hard ground.
 
 To me rol, to me rol, to my rideo
 To me rol, to me rol, to my rideo
 To my rideo, to my rodeo
 To me rol, to me rol, to my rideo
 
 When I got there the hills were steep
 'T would make any tender person weep
 To hear me course and pop my whip(aw!)
 And see my oxen pull and slip.
 
 To me rol, to me rol, to my rideo
 To me rol, to me rol, to my rideo
 To my rideo, to my rodeo
 To me rol, to me rol, to my rideo.
 
 When I get home I'll have revenge
 I'll have my family, I'll have my friends
 I'll bid adieu to the whip and the line
 And drive no more in the wintertime
 
 To me rol, to me rol, to my rideo
 To me rol, to me rol, to my rideo
 To my rideo, to my rodeo
 To me rol, to me rol, to my rideo.
 
 (repeat)