As I was walking one morning for pleasure

I spied a cowpuncher riding along

His hat was throwed back and his spurs were a-jingling

And as he approached he was singing this song 



Whoopee ti yi yo, git along little dogies

It's your misfortune and none of my own

Whoopie ti yi yo, git along little dogies

You know that Wyoming will be your new home 



Early in the springtime we round up the dogies

Mark 'em and brand 'em and bob off their tails

Round up the horses, load up the chuck wagon

Then throw the little dogies out on the long trail 



Whoopee ti yi yo, git along little dogies

It's your misfortune and none of my own

Whoopie ti yi yo, git along little dogies

You know that Wyoming will be your new home 



Night comes on and we hold 'em on the bedground

The same little dogies that rolled on so slow

We roll up the herd and cut out the stray ones

Then roll the little dogies like never before 



Whoopee ti yi yo, git along little dogies

It's your misfortune and none of my own

Whoopie ti yi yo, git along little dogies

You know that Wyoming will be your new home 



Some boys go up the long trail for pleasure

But that's where they get it most awfully wrong

For you'll never know the trouble they give us

As we go drivin' them dogies along 



Whoopee ti yi yo, git along little dogies

It's your misfortune and none of my own

Whoopie ti yi yo, git along little dogies

You know that Wyoming will be your new home 



Whoopee ti yi yo, git along little dogies

It's your misfortune and none of my own

Whoopie ti yi yo, git along little dogies

You know that Wyoming will be your new home

You know that Wyoming will be your new home