Over hill and over dale
We're always on the dusty trail,
Hunting fox and hunting quail,
Tally-ho! I am hunting fool,
Giddy up, Giddy up, Giddy up,
My horse and I are of the finest breed,
Giddy up, Giddy up, Giddy up,
Just like the wind I ride my stalwart steed!
Sure of foot and sure of eye,
Peeling onions makes me cry,
This makes no sense and so do I...
So don't you go and beat me daddy to the nearest bar, Yeah!