Ol’ ol’ cyclone
In wild horse canyon, late last fall
We cornered about thirty head and all
Of some of the wildest horses I’d seen.
Had ‘em boxed in up a dry ravine.
And there in that nature made coral
was a wild stallion that we knew well
that stomping mass of brawn and bone
was known to us cow folks as Ol’ Cyclone
Cyclone x3
Ooooh, Ol’ Cyclone
Now his ears laid back and his nostrils flared
That look in his eye made me down right scared
With my stubborn cowboy pride
That was one horse I had to ride
So I swung my loop
Freed around his neck
A split second later I hit the deck
The cow hens? laughed so I said with a frown
The horse ain’t born that keep me down
Cyclone x2
Ooooh, Ol’ Cyclone
Well I took a deep breath and I climbed that Cayoose
And I yelled to my sidekick to turn him loose
Then came the test between man and beast
So he went West and I went East
I got up and went back to that wooden shoot
Once more I straddled that ugly brute
He snorted just once, with a mighty bang
I was flat on my back looking up from the ground
Cyclone x2
Ooooh, Ol’ Cyclone
Now just how many times I spit out dust
Shook my fist and cussed and cussed
Till I ate right down to the marrow of my bone
I never did stay on Ol’ Cyclone
So was it love or hate
Made me hesitate
Late one night when I opened that gate
With my gun in hand I faced him alone
Then those hooves started firin’?
With a tear in my eye I waved goodbye
To Ol’ Cyclone
Cyclone x2
Get outta here, you old thunder head, you
Run, you walkery horse
Cyclone
Goodbye, Cyclone
You Cayoose, you
Goodbye
Cyclone x3
(By Jolien & Hugo De Wulf – Bruges, Belgium)
Lyrics Submitted by Hugo De Wulf