Original credit to Columbia records and Tex Morton. (Yodelling) Here on the ranges I fee I'm at home. With my old pony I live all alone. I ride the boundaries the busy day long. I'm no Curusoe but I sing my song. Move along Baldy there's work to be done. Got to get home by the setting of sun. Nobody's waiting to welcome us back. Just an old possum and a broken down shack. (Yodelling) I don't want riches, I don't want wealth. I'd be contented if I had good health. I have two friends that never show fault. Ones name is Baldy the others his Colt. So move along Baldy there's work to be done. Got to get home by the setting of sun. We're both feeling hungry and longing for Tea. Clover for you mate and damper for me. I've never wanted to live in the town. Never been past Alexandria Downs. When I feel lonesome I tell myself lies. Sing with me mouth shut, to keep out the fly's. Move along Baldy there's work to be done. Got to get home by the setting of sun. We're both feeling hungry and longing for Tea. Clover for you mate and damper for me. Move along Baldy there's work to be done. Got to get home by the setting of sun. We're both feeling hungry and longing for Tea. Clover for you mate and damper for me. (Yodelling)