You may also like: Turkey in the Straw Ha-Ha, This-a-Way The Old Woman's Pie The Ants Go Marching One Bottle of Pop Railroad Corral Words and Music By: Unknown Adapted By: Terry Kluytmans Copyright © 2000 KIDiddles.com We're up in the morning At breaking of day, The chuckwagon's busy, With flapjacks in play. The herd is astir Over hillside and vail, With the night riders crowding them Into the trail. Come take up your cinches, Come shake out your reins, Come wake your old broncho And break for the plains. Come, roust out your steers From the long chapparal, For the outfit is off To the railroad corral. The red sun is blazing; The steers as they plod Are pounding to powder The hot prairie sod; It seems, as the dust Makes you dizzy and sick, That we'll never reach noon, And the cool shady crick. So tie up your bandana And ply up your nag; Put aside all your grumblin', And try not to lag; Come on with your steers From the long chapparral, For we're far on the road To the railroad corral. Children's Songs More new and exciting features are coming to KIDiddles! Sign up for our Newsletter today and be among the first to know when they're ready to go. Sign-up and get Free Song Sheets, Activity Sheets and Music Sheets! Copyright © 1998-2013 KIDiddles.com. All Rights Reserved.