Odetta - Ox Driver текст песни

It was early in October-o,
Hitched my team in order-o
To ride the hills-a Saludio.
To-me-rol, to-me-rol, to-my-ri-de-o.

Chorus:
To-me-rol, to-me-rol, to-my-ri-de-o,
To-me-rol, to-me-rol, to-my-ri-de-o,
To-my-ri-de-ay, to-my-ri-de-o,
To-me-ro, to-me-ro, to-my-ri-de-o.

I pop my whip, I bring the blood,
Take my leaders, take the mud,
We grab the wheels,and we turn them round,
One more pull and we're on hard ground.

(Chorus)

When I got there the hills were steep,
Would make a tender person weep
To hear me curse and pop my whip,
And see my oxen pull and slip.

(Chorus)

When I get home I'll have revenge,
I'll have my family, I'll have my friends,
I'll say good-bye to the whip and line,
I'll drive no more in the wintertime.

(Chorus)

It was early in October-o,
Hitched my team in order-o
To ride the hills-a Saludio.
To-me-rol, to-me-rol, to-my-ri-de-o.