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