Old Faithful, we'll roam the range together
Old Faithful, in any kind of weather
when the round up days are over
and the Boulevards white with clover
for you Old Faithful pal of mine
Giddy up old fella cos the moon is yellow tonight
giddy up old fella cos the moon is mellow and bright
There's a cayote howling at the moon above
so carry me back to the one I love
for you Old Faithful pal of mine