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