Harry Roy & His Orchestra — Roll Along Covered Wagon

Roll along covered wagon, roll along To the turn of your wheels I sing a song City ladies may be fine But give me that girl of mine Roll along covered wagon, roll along Going home covered wagon going home For this cowboy was never born to roam Along the road that doesn't change To that old bar twenty range Roll along covered wagon, roll along Wipee-teeyi, old timers Heading for your ranch house door Wipee-teeyi, old timers Coral me so I’ll never stray no more Roll along covered wagon, roll along