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