Whoopie Ti Yi Yo

As I was walking one morning for pleasure
I spied a cowpuncher come a-loping along
His hat was throwed back and his spurs was a-jingling
As he approached he was singing this song

Ti yi yo, little laddy lie easy
Who's your real daddy may never be known
Weeping and wailing and rocking the cradle
Minding a baby that's none of my own

Well it's early in spring that we round up the dogies
We mark 'em, we brand 'em, we bob off their tails
Round up the horses, load up the chuck wagon
Throw them little dogies out on that long trail

Whoopie-ti-yi-yo, get along little dogie
It's your misfortune, and none of my own
Whoopie-ti-yi-yo, get along little dogie
For you know that Wyoming will be your new home

Well your ma was born way down in Texas
Where the jimson weed and the sand-burrs grow
We'll fill you up on prickly pear and cholla
Until you're ready for Idaho

Whoopie-ti-yi-yo, get along little dogie
Your misfortune, and none of my own
Whoopie-ti-yi-yo, get along little dogie
For you know Wyoming will be your new home

Now some boys they go up the cow trail for pleasure
But that's where they get it most awfully wrong
If you had no idea all the troubles they give
To the boys who are holding them on the bed ground

Ti yi yo, little laddy lie easy
Who's your real daddy may never be known
Weeping and wailing and rocking the cradle
Minding a baby that's none of my own

Whoopie-ti-yi-yo, get along little dogie
Your misfortune, and none of my own
Whoopie-ti-yi-yo, get along little dogie
For you know Wyoming will be your new home