As I was walking one morning for pleasure I
spied a cow puncher come a -lopin' along
His hat was throwed back and
his spurs was a -chinglin'
Who's your real daddy may
Mindin' a baby that's none of my own
Well, it's early in spring that we
We mark them, we brand them,
Throw them little doggies out
Whoopee -tie -ie -oh, get along,
Whoopee -tie -ie -oh, get along,
Wyoming will be your new home
Well, your ma was born way down in
Where the gypsum weed and
We'll fill you up on prickly
Oopty tie -yi -yo, get along,
Oopty tie -yi -yo, get along,
Wyoming will be your new home
the cow trail for pleasure
But that's where they get
You have no idea all the troubles they give
To the boys who are holding
Whoopee -tie -ie -oh, get along,
Whoopee -tie -ie -oh, get along,
Wyoming will be your new home
