Biography:
Four years of hard work!This month of May we celebrated four years on the air. We continue working on the dissemination of this wonderful instrument, thank you for participating in our story!
[Verse]
C F G7 C
As I was walking one morning for pleasure,
C F G7 C
I spied a cow-puncher aridin' along.
C F G7 C
His hat was throwed back and his spurs were ajinglin',
C F G7 C
and as he approached he was singin' this song:
[Chorus]
G7 F
Whoop-ee ti-yi-yo, git along little dogies, It's
G7 F
your misfortune and none of my own.
C F G7 C
Whoop-ee ti-yi-yo, git along little dogies,
C F G7 C
You know that Wyoming will be your new home.
[Verse]
C F G7 C
It's whooping and yelling and drivin' the dogies
C F G7 C
And oh how I wish you wuld only go on!
C F G7 C
It's whooping and punching, go on, little dogies,
C F G7 C
You know that Wyoming will be your new home.
[Chorus]
G7 F
Whoop-ee ti-yi-yo, git along little dogies, It's
G7 F
your misfortune and none of my own.
C F G7 C
Whoop-ee ti-yi-yo, git along little dogies,
C F G7 C
You know that Wyoming will be your new home.
[Verse]
C F G7 C
Some boys, they go up on the trail just for pleasure,
C F G7 C
But that's where they get it most awfully wrong.
C F G7 C
You haven't a notion the trouble they give us,
C F G7 C
It takes all our time to keep moving along.
[Chorus]
G7 F
Whoop-ee ti-yi-yo, git along little dogies, It's
G7 F
your misfortune and none of my own.
C F G7 C
Whoop-ee ti-yi-yo, git along little dogies,
C F G7 C
You know that Wyoming will be your new home.
[Verse]
C F G7 C
Your mother was raised way down in Texas,
C F G7 C
Where the jimson weed and the sandburs grow.
C F G7 C
We'll fill you up on prickly pear and cholla,
C F G7 C
Then throw you on the trail to Idaho.
[Chorus]
G7 F
Whoop-ee ti-yi-yo, git along little dogies, It's
G7 F
your misfortune and none of my own.
C F G7 C
Whoop-ee ti-yi-yo, git along little dogies,
C F G7 C
You know that Wyoming will be your new home.
C F G7 C
As I was walking one morning for pleasure,
C F G7 C
I spied a cow-puncher aridin' along.
C F G7 C
His hat was throwed back and his spurs were ajinglin',
C F G7 C
and as he approached he was singin' this song:
[Chorus]
G7 F
Whoop-ee ti-yi-yo, git along little dogies, It's
G7 F
your misfortune and none of my own.
C F G7 C
Whoop-ee ti-yi-yo, git along little dogies,
C F G7 C
You know that Wyoming will be your new home.
[Verse]
C F G7 C
It's whooping and yelling and drivin' the dogies
C F G7 C
And oh how I wish you wuld only go on!
C F G7 C
It's whooping and punching, go on, little dogies,
C F G7 C
You know that Wyoming will be your new home.
[Chorus]
G7 F
Whoop-ee ti-yi-yo, git along little dogies, It's
G7 F
your misfortune and none of my own.
C F G7 C
Whoop-ee ti-yi-yo, git along little dogies,
C F G7 C
You know that Wyoming will be your new home.
[Verse]
C F G7 C
Some boys, they go up on the trail just for pleasure,
C F G7 C
But that's where they get it most awfully wrong.
C F G7 C
You haven't a notion the trouble they give us,
C F G7 C
It takes all our time to keep moving along.
[Chorus]
G7 F
Whoop-ee ti-yi-yo, git along little dogies, It's
G7 F
your misfortune and none of my own.
C F G7 C
Whoop-ee ti-yi-yo, git along little dogies,
C F G7 C
You know that Wyoming will be your new home.
[Verse]
C F G7 C
Your mother was raised way down in Texas,
C F G7 C
Where the jimson weed and the sandburs grow.
C F G7 C
We'll fill you up on prickly pear and cholla,
C F G7 C
Then throw you on the trail to Idaho.
[Chorus]
G7 F
Whoop-ee ti-yi-yo, git along little dogies, It's
G7 F
your misfortune and none of my own.
C F G7 C
Whoop-ee ti-yi-yo, git along little dogies,
C F G7 C
You know that Wyoming will be your new home.
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