Seems I've passed this way a hundred times, Tryin' to get my herd through this damn draw. Ol' northern's howlen just behind us Chasin us down to the end of fall.   Blue he's workin mighty fast That ol' dog knows theres somehthin wrong Did he think this roundup would be our last Coyotes sing this lonesome song   With a Ki Yi Yea For the Vanishing Days of a Cowboy Cryin' for a lost way of life and the work that he does With a Ki Yi Yea For the Vanishing Days of a Cowboy Give him one more last roundup, On the range he loves

Well ol' Blue he's chased the last stray in We can see the lights of home from here And I know this will be our last drive down After nearly sixty years.   As I hear coyotes sing a lonesome song I know my time is near With a Ki Yi Yea For the Vanishing Days of a Cowboy Cryin for a lost way of life And the work that he does With a Ki Yi Yea For the Vanishing Days of a Cowboy   Give him one more last roundup, On the range he loves Give him one more last roundup On the range he loves   Written by Paul Lerman Performed by Tracy Barton   Windows Media Player