Out on the plains down near Santa Fe
I met a cowboy ridin' the range one day
And as he jogged along I heard him singin'
A most peculiar cowboy song
It was a ditty he learned in the city
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Get along, get hip little dogies
Get along, better be on your way
Get along, get hip little dogies
And he trucked 'em on down that old fairway
Singin' his cow cow boogie in the strangest way
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Singin' his cowboy song, he's just too much
He's got a knocked out Western accent with a Harlem touch
He was raised on Loco weed
He's what you call a swing half breed
Singin' his cow cow boogie in the strangest way
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Get on, little dogie
Better be on your way
Away, get get along little dogie
And he trucked 'em on down the old fairway
Singin' his cow cow boogie in the strangest way
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Yip yip, singin' his cowboy song
Yip yip, as he was jumpin' along
Yip yip, he sang with a Harlem touch
Yip yip, that cat is just too much
Singin' his cow cow boogie in the strangest way
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