Git Along Little Dogies
Traditional: a classic cowboy ballad
As I was a-walking one morning for pleasure
I spied a cowpuncher a-riding along,
His hat was throwed back and his spurs was a-jingling,
As he approach'd me was a-singing this song.
"Whoopee ti-yi-yo, git along, little dogies,
It's your misfortune and none of my own.
Whoopee ti-yi-yo, git along, little dogies,
For you know Wyoming will be your new home.
Early in the spring we round up the dogies,
Mark and brand them and bob off their tails,
Round up our horses, load up the chuck-wagon,
Then throw the dogies upon the North trail."