Michael Martin Murphey – I Ride An Old Paint - Whoopee Ti-Yi-Yo Git Along Little Doggies (Guitar)

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I ride an old paint, I lead an old dan

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I'm goin' to Montana for to throw the hoolihan

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They feed in the coulees, they water in the draw

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Their tails are all matted, their backs are all raw

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Ride around little dogies, ride around real slow

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For the fiery and the snuffy are raring to go

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Now old Bill Jones had two daughters and a song

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One went to Denver, the other went wrong

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His wife was killed in a poolroom fight

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And he sings this song from morning till night

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Ride around little dogies, ride around real slow

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For the fiery and the snuffy are raring to go

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As I was our walkin one morning for pleasure,

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I spied a young cow-puncher ridin' along.

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His hat was throwed back and his spurs were ajinglin',

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and as he approached he was singin' this song:

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Whoop-ee ti-yi-yo, git along little dogies,

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It's your misfortune and none of my own.

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Whoop-ee ti-yi-yo, git along little dogies,

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You know that Wyoming will be your new home.

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Early in the springtime we round up the dogies

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We mark 'em and we brand 'em   then bob off their tails

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Round up the horses and load the chuck wagon

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Then throw them little dogies right out on the trail

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Whoop-ee ti-yi-yo, git along little dogies,

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It's your misfortune and none of my own.

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Whoop-ee ti-yi-yo, git along little dogies,

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You know that Wyoming will be your new home.

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Whoop-ee ti-yi-yo, git along little dogies,

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It's your misfortune and none of my own.

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Whoop-ee ti-yi-yo, git along little dogies,

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You know that Wyoming will be your new home.