Vestapol, slide.
Be easy, mama, don't you fade away
Be easy, mama, don't you fade away
I'm goin' to where the Southern cross the Yella' Dog
I seed him here when he was fightin' all 'round the horn
Lord, I seed it in here when they were fightin' all 'round the horn
And I felt f-rightened and I didn't want to ride no train
"I want to ride the Yella' Dog", "Well, where did Mary change?"
"I want to ride the Yella' Dog", "Well, where did Mary change?"
I set deep in my saddle and I don't reny (sic) my name
Set deep in my saddle, Lordy, and I don't reny my name
Just as sure as the train leans around the curve
OUTRO