Bunkhouse Bugle Boy

When the rooster starts to crowin'
All the chickens jump with joy
But to me he's just a headache
A bunkhouse bugle boy
And so early in the mornin'
As the magpie will destroy
If I ever catch that rooster
The bunkhouse bugle boy

Someday we'll put him on the spot
Someday he'll wind up in a pot
And we'll have him for our dinner
And the dumplins' we'll enjoy
When we put the cowboy sinner
To the bunkhouse bugle boy

If the cocks doodle-doodle-doo
You can tell he's doing fine
When the day is beaking on the prairie
Every cowboy in his bunkhouse
Said his waiting for the time
That our fine feathered friend is burning

When the rooster starts to crowin'
All the chickens jump with joy
But to me he's just a headache
A bunkhouse bugle boy
And so early in the mornin'
As the magpie will destroy
If I ever catch that rooster
The bunkhouse bugle boy

Someday we'll put him on the spot
Someday he'll wind up in a great big pot
Then we'll have him for our dinner
And the dumplins' we'll enjoy
When we put the cowboy sinner
To the bunkhouse bugle boy
Bunkhouse bugle boy



Credits
Writer(s): Tim Spencer
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