Wood's Roundup lyrics

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 (He's a smart) 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 Woody's Roundup Come on and 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