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Patsy Montana Lyrics


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He Taught Me How To Yodel I went across to Switzerland Where all the yodelers be To…
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on My Poncho Pony

Get along Poncho on your way, we've got some ground to cover today.
Ridin', rockin' ropin' rollin' pony.

Get along poncho travel on, we'll hit the trail at the break of dawn.
Ridin', rockin', ropin', rollin' pony

Get along, get along, while I yodel a song to rhythm of the hoofs on the ground.

For the rhythm's so strange its the rhythm of the range, music to my ears when I hear it all around.

Get along Poncho, pony pal we're heading for the old corral.
Ridin', rockin', ropin', rollin' pony

Up with the dawn, to carry on, ridin the range together

Poncho and I meet the western sky and any kind of weather.

Ridin' along, singing a song, with hoof foot rhythm beneath me.

Tie on the saddle, tie on the pack, 'cause we're going home and we ain't coming back.

Get along Poncho on your way, we've got some ground to cover today,
Ridin', rockin', ropin', rollin' pony

Get along poncho travel on, we'll hit the trail at the break of dawn.
Ridin', rockin', ropin', rollin' pony


Get along, get along, while I yodel a song to rhythm of the hoofs on the ground.
For the rhythm's so strange its the rhythm of the range, music to my ears when I hear it all around.

Get along Poncho, pony pal we're heading for the old corral.
Ridin', rockin', ropin', rollin' pony

Get along, get along, while I yodel a song to rhythm of the hoofs on the ground.
For the rhythm's so strange its the rhythm of the range, music to my ears when I hear it all around.

Get along Poncho, pony pal we're heading for the old corral.
Ridin', rockin', ropin', rollin' pony

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