I'm going to leave old Texas now lyrics

I'm going to leave old Texas now

They've no more use for the long-horned cow

They plowed and fenced my cattle range

And the people there are all so strange

I'll take my horse, I'll take my rope

I'll hit the trail at an easy lope

I'll bid adieu to the Alamo

I'll turn my head toward Mexico

The hard, hard ground shall be my bed

And my saddle seat shall hold my head

I'll tell Saint Peter when I go

A cowboy's soul ain't white as snow

Yet in that far-off cattle land

He sometimes acted like a man