Get along dogies, up the trail high-tailed, Get along dogies, there's a roundup in the sky. Farewell old range, my work is through, there's a roundup in the sky, I give my pony back to you, there's a roundup in the sky. I'm gonna burn my brand on the silvery height Of a shootin' star and take a ride To the land beyond the great divide, there's a roundup in the sky. Get along dogies, up the trail high-tailed, Get along dogies, there's a roundup in the sky. I see them gather round the moon, there's a roundup in the sky. I guess they know I'll be there soon, there's a roundup in the sky. I hate to leave old pals, but still I just can't wait for the night until I'll be herdin' stars with Buffalo Bill, there's a roundup in the sky. Get along dogies, up the trail high-tailed, Get along dogies, there's a roundup in the sky. Get along!