See those tumbleweeds a blowin' Lord it makes me want to cry
It reminds me of my daddy and that Texas Lullaby
See those cactus flowers bloomin' like the twinkle in his eye
Every time he started singin' the old Texas Lullaby
Yipee yi little doggie roll along roll along
Yipee yi little doggie take me home take me home
It's so cold on the desert I'm chilled to the bone
Yipee yi little doggie yipee yi

Looky yonder there's a dust cloud paintin' picture in the sky
Daddy told me all about it in that Texas Lullaby
Them old longhorns are a ballin' Lord I know I must be high
Wish my dad could hear me singin' this old Texas Lullaby
Yipee yi little doggie...
[ mandolin - dobro ]
Daddy left me this old guitar though I never quite knew why
He said someday I'd be famous like that Texas Lullaby
But it's been a month of Sundays since I seen that eagle fly
And nobody wants to listen to a Texas Lullaby
Yipee yi little doggie
Yipee yi little doggie yipee yi yipee yi

Copyright: Bluewater Music Corp.
Writer(s): Ann McGowan, DAVID ALLAN Coe