Oh, it's Donald Duck the Wrangler, he's a-sittin' on Old Pink, and he tries to move those cattle down the trail. But his spurs are in the bunkhouse, cause they don't fit his webbed feet, so his horse is moving slower than a snail. Well, he hollers, and he waves his arms about, and Old Pink except his heels are such a show. I swear you've never heard a more discouraging word than when Donald Duck the Wrangler is about. Well, a cowpoke works from sunup till the stars pop out at night, and he builds up quite a healthy appetite. So if Donald shows up late for grub and gets no plate of beans, the entire camp hears Donald's hungry plight. Cause he hollers, and he waves his arms about, and the cook except his heels are such a show. Well, I swear you've never heard a more discouraging word than when Donald Duck the Wrangler is about. Donald yells at all the cattle, and he hollers at his horse. Yes, he even bellers at the blazing sun. Let's get even, said the cowpoke, or he'll drive us all insane. So they made a plan, and this is what they've done. Well, now they holler, and they wave their arms about, and Old Pink except his heels are such a show. Poor old Donald really quacked, cause he was thrown into the cactus. That's why Donald Duck is just plum-tuckered out.