As I was out walking
One morning for pleasure
I spied a cowpuncher
A-riding along
His hat was throwed back
And his spurs was 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
Whoopee ti-yi-yo
Git along little dogies
For you know Wyoming
Will be our new home
It's early in spring
That we round up the dogies
We mark 'em and brand 'em
And bob off their tails
We round up the horses
Load up the chuck wagon
And then throw the dogies
Out on the long trail
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 our new home
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 our new home
For you know Wyoming
Will be your new home