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 my misfortune and none of your own
Whoopie ti yi yo, git along little dogies
You know that Wyoming will be your new home
Well it's 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 we push out all along the long trail
Whoopee ti yi yo, git along little dogies
It's my misfortune and none of your own
Whoopie ti yi yo, git along little dogies
You know that Wyoming will be your new home