i been a grubbin on a little farm on the flat and windy plains i been a list nin to the hungry cattle bawl i m gonna pack my wife and kids i m gonna hit that western road i m gonna hit that oregon trail this comin fall chrous now my true love she gets ailin when this dry old dust gets sailin and she wishes for the days beyond recall if we work hard there s a future in that north pacific land i m gonna hit that oregon trail this comin fall chorus well my land is dry and cracklin and my chickens they re a cacklin cause this dirt and dust is getting in their craw they been layin flint rock eggs i got to bust em with a sledge i got to hit that oregon trail this comin fall chorus yes my hogs and pigs are squealin they re a rockin and a reelin cause there ain t no mud to waller in the draw i m gonna grab them by their tails take them down that western trail i m gonna hit that oregon trail this comin fall chorus well my good old horse in bony and he s tired and lonsesome too you can count his ribs three quarters of a mile throw my bedroll on his back both the bay horse and the black i m gonna hit that oregon trail this comin fall chorus i m gonna hit that oregon trail this comin fall i m gonna hit that oregon trail this coming fall where that good rain falls a plenty where the crops and orchards grow i m gonna hit that oregon trail this coming fall