Get Along Little Dogies

It's early one morning, I was riding for pleasure;
I spied a cowpuncher a-riding along
His hat was thrown 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
It's your misfortune it 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
It's your misfortune it ain't none of my own
Gеt along, get along, get along little dogiеs
You know that Wyoming will be your new home