Git along you little dogies
RA, Western, 2008
As I was out riding one morning for pleasure
I spied a cowpuncher come a-riding along
His hat was throwed back and his spurs was a jingling
And as he approached he was a-singing this song
Whoopity yi yo Get along ya little dogies
It's your misfortune ain't none of my own
Whoopity yi yo get along little dogies
You know that Wyoming will be your new home.
It's early in the Springtime that we round up the cattle
Brand 'em and bob'em and lop off their tails
Then round up the horses Load up the chuckwagon
Then throw them dogies up on the trail
From Actually I learned this one in school, at the age of 9 or so. I was told dogies were the name for young cattle. And a chuckwagon was the cook's cart.
A dogie is an orphaned calf. (Is that orphaned as parents dead, or just orphaned as in separated permanently from its mother?)
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Somewhere on the web I was told "This song was first noted down by Owen Wister in his Journal, February, 1893, at Brownwood, Texas. "I have come upon a unique song... and I transcribe it faithfully. Only a cowboy could have produced such an effusion. It has the earmark of entire genuineness.""
Owen Wister is the author of The Virginian; I have no confirmation of him collecting this song.