Whoopie Ti-Yi-Yo, Get Along Little Dogies Songtext
von Pete Seeger

It′s early one morning, I was riding for pleasure;
I spied a cowpuncher a-riding along
His hat was throwed back and his spurs was a jinglin'
And as he was riding he was singing this song:


Whoopie-ti-yi-yo, get along little dogies,
Lt′s your misfortune't ain't none of my own.
Get along, get along, get along little dogies,
You know that Wyoming will be your new home.

It′s early in the spring we round up the dogies,
Mark ′em and brand 'em and bob off their tails;
Round up our horses, load up the chuck wagon,
Then throw the dogies up on the trail.

Whoopie-ti-yi-yo, get along little dogies,
Lt′s your misfortune't ain′t none of my own.
Get along, get along, get along little dogies,
You know that Wyoming will be your new home.