

(yee-haw!) Riding through the valley where the hills are soft and green
My trusty little mount is the strangest thing you've seen
He doesn't have any hooves,
he doesn't have a mane Just a big round puddle bouncing on
the dusty plain (bounce,
bounce)
Oh, if I were
a slimeville cowboy Riding on my squishy blue steed We'd slide along
the trail, leaving shiny little tracks At a very comfortable speed (woo-hoo!)
We don't need no lasso,
we don't need no iron spurs Just a bucket full of sugar
for when his appetite stirs He wobbles to the left,
then he squishes to the right
Underneath the pixel-starry sky of the night (squish,
squash)
Oh, if I were a slimeville cowboy Riding on my squishy blue
steed
We'd slide along the trail,
leaving shiny little tracks At a very comfortable speed (woo-hoo!)
Just a-slide, slide,
sliding along (yee-haw) (squish)