I'm back in the saddle again
Out where a friend is a friend
Where the longhorn cattle feed
On the lowly jimson weed
I'm back in the saddle again
Riding the range once more
Toting my old .44
Where you sleep out every night
Where the only law is right
Back in the saddle again
Whoopi-ty-aye-oh
Rocking to and fro
Back in the saddle again
Whoopi-ty-aye-yay I go my way
Back in the saddle again