Wah-hoo! lyrics
by Paul Whiteman



unfinished / corrections needed

(spoken)
There she comes. ?????????????
Why, ain't that purdy ?
??????????? like a regular cowhand.
Whoa, dammit ! Whoa ! Mornin', Boys !
Mornin' ??????????
Boys, I sure hate to be a-leavin' ya,
but Dad's plum set on gettin' me a college education
and a accent with a broad "a".
Ha ! Ha ! Ha ! Ha !
We're gonna miss ya, Durrell, sure 'nuf.
?????? it won't be the same without ya.
Oh, cheer up, Frank, ya warble-jawed old horntoad.
Come on, beat up ! I'll harmonize with ya.

Aw ! Gimme a horse, a great big horse
And gimme a buckaroo
And let me Wah-Hoo !
Wah-Hoo ! Wah-Hoo !

Aw ! Gimme a ranch, a big pair of pants
And gimme a stetson. too
And let me Wah-Hoo !
Wah-Hoo ! Wah-Hoo !

Gimme the wild open spaces
For I'm just like a prairie flower
I get me wilder every hour

Aw ! Gimme a moon, a prairie moon
And gimme a man what's true
And let me Wah-Hoo !
Wah-Hoo ! Wah-Hoo !

(spoken)
Come here, Clem, ya lazy old probate. You ain't a-singin'.

Aw ! I never could sing a high class thing
Good music I never knew
But can ya Wah-Hoo ?
Wah-Hoo ! Wah-Hoo !

Oh, I never could dance, Folks, when I dance
I ruin the lady's shoe
But I can Wah-Hoo !
Wah-Hoo ! Wah-Hoo !

It's just a gift from the prairie
Ya shout it when a bad man jigs
And it's surefire when yer callin' pigs

Yeah, piggy, piggy, piggy, piggy, pig

No, I never could ride a bucking horse
That's something I never could do
But I can Yipsey !
Yipsey ! Yippee !

Just a Wah-Hoo ! Wah-Hoo !
Just a Wah-Hoo ! Wah-Hoo !

Wah-Hoo ! Wah-Hoo !
Wah-Hoo ! Wah-Hoo !
Wah-Hoo ! Wah-Hoo !

Yippee !


Thanks to Rena-Marie Kyler for her transcription.