When A Cowboy Trades His Spurs For Wings - Willie Watson/Tim Blake Nelson

Lyrics by：Gillian Welch

Composed by：David Rawlings

Let me tell you buddy

There's a faster gun

Coming over younder

When tomorrow comes

Let me tell you buddy

And it win't be long

Till you find yourself singing

Your last cowboy song

Yippee-ki-yi-yay

When the roundup ends

Yippee-ki-yi-yay

And the campfire dims

Yippee-ki-yi-yay

He shalt be saved

When a cowboy trades

His spurs for wings

When the wrap my body

In the thin linen sheet

And they take my six ounce

Pull the boots from my feet

Unsaffle my pony

She'll be itching to roam

I'll be halfway to heaven

Under horsepower of my own

Yippee-ki-yi-yay

When the roundup ends

Yippee-ki-yi-yay

And the campfire dims

Yippee-ki-yi-yay

He shalt be saved

When a cowboy trades

His spurs for wings

Yippee-ki-yi-yay

I'm glory bound

No more jingle jangle

I lay my guns down

Yippee-ki-yi-yay

He shalt be saved

When a cowboy trades

His spurs for wings

When a cowboy trades

His spurs for wings