The lyrics to Rawhide are funny enough to print a bit more here. Twould be très drôle if someone (read Alexa Chung) were to remix this as a dance hit. Replete with real whip snaps, bien sûr.
Rollin' rollin' rollin'
Though the streams are swollen
Keep them doggies rollin'
Rawhide!
Rain and wind and weather
Hell bent for leather...
Keep movin' movin' movin'
Though they're disapprovin'
Keep them doggies movin'
Rawhide!
Don't try to understand them
Just rope, throw, and brand them
Soon we'll be living high and wide
My heart's calculating
My true love will be waiting
Be waiting at the end of my ride
Move 'em on (head 'em up)
Head 'em up (move 'em on)
Move 'em on (head 'em up)
Rawhide!
Cut 'em out (ride 'em in)
Ride 'em in (cut 'em out)
Cut 'em out (ride 'em in)
Rawhide!
Yah!
(whip snaps)
Credits: Bill Monroe, songwriter; Unichappell Music Inc., publisher