Out on the west down by Santa Fe   I met a cowboy ridin' the range one day   And as he jogged along I heard him singing   A most peculiar cowboy song   It was a ditty, he learned in the city   Comma ti yi yi yeah   Comma ti yippity yi yeah      Oh get along, get along little doggies   Get along, you better be on your way   Get along, get hip little doggies   And he trucked 'em on down the old fairway   Singin' his Cow Cow Boogie in the strangest way   Comma ti yi yi yeah   Comma ti yippity yi yeah      (Chorus)   Singin' his cowboy song   Was just too much   He's got a knocked out western accent with a Harlem touch   He was raised on local weed   That cat he's what you call a swing half breed   Singin' his Cow Cow Booogie in the strangest way   Comma ti yi yi yeah   Comma ti yippity yi yeah      (Yeah, Cow Cow)      [Interlude]      (Chorus)