As I was a-walking one morning for pleasure I saw a cowpuncher come riding along His hat was throwed back and his spurs was a-jingling And as he approached he was singing this song Chorus: 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 You know that Wyoming will be your new home Early in the spring, we round up all the dogies Mark 'em and brand 'em and bob off their tails Round up our horses, load up the chuck wagon Throw all them dogies right up on the trail Chorus Well, it's shooping and yelling and rounding the dogies From sunrise till sunset and all the night long So come now, you young 'uns, get over the prairie And keep right on hearing my beautiful song Chorus