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As I was out walkin' one mornin' for pleasure
I spied a cow puncher a-ridin' along
His hat was thrown back and his spurs were a-jinglin'
And as he approached he was singin' this song
Whoopee ti yi yo, get along, little doggie
It's your misfortune and none of my own
Whoopee ti yi yo, get along, little doggie
You know that Wyoming will be your new home
It's early in the spring when they round up the doggies
They mark 'em and brand 'em and bob off their tails
They round up the horses, load up the chuck wagon
Then send the doggies out on the long trail
Whoopee ti yi yo, get along, little doggie
It's your misfortune and none of my own
Whoopee ti yi yo, get along, little doggie
You know that Wyoming will be your new home
Your mother was raised a-way down in Texas
Where the jimson weed and the sandburs grow
We'll feed you up on prickly pear and cholla
And then send you roamin' to old Idaho
Whoopee ti yi yo, get along, little doggie
It's your misfortune and none of my own
Whoopee ti yi yo, get along, little doggie
You know that Wyoming will be your new home
You know that Wyoming will be your new home
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