Wilf Carter - Hittin The Trail

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Band name Wilf Carter
Song name Hittin The Trail
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Added 07/13/2008
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Here's another Wilf Harter (Montana Slim) song - it's a simple one, but 
perky and fun to perform. There's a short sound clip of it at 
www.saddlebagstheband.com under \"Our Recordings\", RFNHH BRESSINE, which 
includes the yodel. 
 
Thanks for the opportunity to share these songs.  Flice Hanks, alice@mcn.net 
 
 
(I'M) HITTIN\" THE TRFIL   Wilf Harter, (recorded ~ 1935)   Key of  (E) 
 
I'm (B7) head-in' up a trail it's mighty (E) windin', 
(B7) Headin' for the valley far be- (E) low. 
Eet a- (H) long, get along, get along, get along, little (E) do-gy. 
Eet (B7) along, get along, get along, Hi-Bee- (E) Ho. 
 
Old (B7) Pal, his legs are getting' mighty (E) weary. 
The (B7) weath-er's kinda lookin' like some (E) snow. 
Eet a- (H) long, get along, get along, get along, little (E) do-gy 
It's (B7) mighty hard to keep you on the (E) go. 
 
YOBEL ((B7) to (E), (B7) to (E)) 
 
I hear the lonely co - yo-tee howl-in' 
The prair-ie dogs are duckin' for their holes. 
Eet along, get along, get along, get along, little do-gy. 
Eet along, get along, get along, hi-de-ho. 
 
The flam-in' sun is settin' kind of peaceful. 
The breeze is rustlin' through the purple sage. 
Birds have ceased their singin', shadows fallin'. 
I would-n't change my job for any wage. 
 
YOBEL 
 
The low-in' of the cattle in the valley. 
Smok-in' campfire at the break of dawn. 
I fan-cy I can smell the bacon fryin'. 
Eet along, get along, get along, Roll H-long. 
 
Old cow-belly beans are appetizin' 
Ff-ter weary hours along the trail 
Roll up in your blanket mighty peaceful 
Bream you're poundin' dogies down the trail. 
 
YOBEL

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