Ox Driver’s Song Songtext
von Pete Seeger

I pop my whip, I bring the blood
I make those leaders take the mud
I grab the wheels and I turn them ′round
One long pull and we're on hard ground

Tamaral, tamaral, tamari-dee-oh
Tamaral, tamaral, tamari-dee-oh
Tama-ri-dee-oh
Yee! Tama-ri-dee-oh
Tamaral, tamaral, tamari-dee-oh

′Twas in the month of October, oh
I hitched my team in a order, oh
To drive to the hills of Salud, oh


Tamaral, tamaral, tamari-dee-oh
Tamaral, tamaral, tamari-dee-oh
Tamaral, tamaral, tamari-dee-oh
Tama-ri-dee-oh
Yee! Tama-ri-dee-oh
Tamaral, tamaral, tamari-dee-oh

When I got there the hills were steep
It would make a tender person weep
To hear me cuss and pop my whip
To see them oxen pull and slip

Tamaral, tamaral, tamari-dee-oh
Tamaral, tamaral, tamari-dee-oh
Tama-ri-dee-oh
Yee! Tama-ri-dee-oh
Tamaral, tamaral, tamari-dee-oh

When I get home, I'll have revenge
I'll leave my family among my friends
I′ll bid adieu to the whip and line
And drive no more in the wintertime


Tamaral, tamaral, tamari-dee-oh
Tamaral, tamaral, tamari-dee-oh
Tama-ri-dee-oh
Yee! Tama-ri-dee-oh
Tamaral, tamaral, tamari-dee-oh