Whoopie Ti Yi Yo (git Along Little Doggie)

As I was a strollin' one morning for pleasure
I spied a cow-puncher a ridin' along
His hat was throwed back and his spurs were a jinglin'
And as he approached me a singin' this song

Whoop-ee ti-yi-yo git along little dogies
It's your misfortune and none of my own
Whoop-ee ti-yi-yo git along little dogies
You know that Wyoming will be your new home

And early in springtime we'd round up the dogies
Slapped on their brands and bo-bob their tales
Round up our horses load up the chuck wagon
And heard those dogies out onto the trail

Whoop-ee ti-yi-yo git along little dogies...

While whoopin' and yellin' and drivin' the dogies
Oh how I wish that they' would mover on
Whoopin' and punchin' go on little dogies
You know Wyoming will be your new home

Whoop-ee ti-yi-yo git along little dogies...

Your mother was raised way down in Texas
Where the tall jimson weed and the sandburs grow
We'll fill you up on tall grass and cholla
Till you're ready for old Idaho

Whoop-ee ti-yi-yo git along little dogies...