When the Bloom is on the Sage (Round-Up Time in Texas) [with John Scott Trotter's Frying Pan Five]

When it's round-up time in Texas
And the bloom is on the sage
Then I long to be in Texas
Back a-riding on the range

Just to smell the bacon fryin'
When it's sizzlin' in the pan
Hear the breakfast horn, in the early morn'
Drinking coffee from a can

Just a-riding, rockin', ropin'
Poundin' leather all day long
Just a-swayin', sweatin', swearin'
Listen to a cowhand's song

How it beckons, and I reckon
I would work for any wage
To be free again, just to be again
When the bloom is on the sage

(Yode-le-hi)
(Yode-le-hi)

When it's round-up time in Texas
And the bloom is on the sage
Then I long to be in Texas
Back a-riding on the range

Just to smell the bacon fryin'
When it's sizzlin' in the pan
Hear the breakfast horn, in the early morn'
Drinking coffee from a can

Just a-riding, rockin', ropin'
Poundin' leather all day long
Just a-swayin', sweatin', swearin'
Listen to a cowhand's song

Oh, it beckons, and I reckon
I would work for any wage
To be free again, just to be again
When the bloom is on the sage

Riding, rockin', ropin'
Poundin' leather all day long
Just a-swayin', sweatin', swearin'
Listen to a cowhand's song

How it beckons, and I reckon
I would work for any wage
To be free again, just to be again
When the bloom is on the sage



Credits
Writer(s): Fred Howard, Nathaniel H Vincent
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