Woody's Roundup, right here every day
Woody's Roundup, come on it's time to play
There's Jessie, the yodeling cowgirl (yo-de-la, you-de-la, yo-de-la)
Bullseye, he's woody's horse (grrr he's a smart one)
Pete the old prospector
and Woody the man himself
Of course it's time for Woody's Roundup
He's the very best
He's the rootinest tootinest cowboy
in the wild wild west
(Instrumental break)
Woody's Roundup, come on gather round
Woody's Roundup, where nobody wears a frown
Bad guys go running whenever he's in town
He's the rootinest, tootinest, shootinest, hootinest cowboy around
Woody's Roundup
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