Duck Drover
I'm an old duck drover from out in MontanaRound up them duckies and drive 'em along
To a flooded corral where we bulldong and brand 'em
Riding all day just a singin' this song
Singin'
Quack-Quack yippe-aay and
Quack-Quack yippe-ooh
Get along little duckies
Get along real slow
It's dirty and smelly
And really don't pay
*But I'll be a duck girl
'Til the end of my day.
On Saturday night as I ride into town
On a short legged pony with my hat pulled way down
But the boys don't like duck girls
I can't figure why
No cowgirl could be more romantic than I
Singin'...
There's danger, adventure and romance I know
From a waddlin' stampede to a duck rodeo
But there's lonliness too and it cuts to the bone
When you smell like duck feathers you're always alone
Singin'...
'Til the end of my day...
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