The Last Round-Up

La última redada

The Last Round-Up

Me dirijo a la última redadaI'm heading for the last roundup
Voy a montar el viejo Paint por última vez y montarGonna saddle old Paint for the last time and ride
Hasta luego, viejo amigo, es hora de que tus lágrimas se sequenSo long, old pal, it's time your tears were dried
Me dirijo a la última redadaI'm heading for the last roundup.

Git along little doggie, git along, git alongGit along little doggie, git along, git along
Git along little doggie, git along, git alongGit along little doggie, git along, git along
Git along little doggie, git along, git alongGit along little doggie, git along, git along
Git along little doggie, git along, git alongGit along little doggie, git along, git along

Me dirijo a la última redadaI'm heading for the last roundup
Al lejano rancho del Jefe en el cieloTo the far away ranch of the Boss in the sky
Donde los callejeros son contados y marcados allí voyWhere the strays are counted and branded there go I
Me dirijo a la última redadaI'm heading for the last roundup

Me dirijo a la última redadaI'm heading for the last roundup
Habrá Buffalo Bill con su largo pelo blanco como la nieveThere'll be Buffalo Bill with his long snow-white hair
Habrá un viejo Kit Carson y Custer esperando allíThere'll be old Kit Carson and Custer waiting there
A montando en el último rodeoA-riding in the last roundup