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'
As he approached he was
singin' this song
E -I -O little
Addy
Lisey
Who's your real daddy may
never be known
Weepin' and wailin' and
rockin' the cradle
Mindin' a baby that's none of my own
Well, it's early in spring that we
round up the doggies
We mark them, we brand them,
we bob off their tails
Round up the horses,
load up the chuff wagon
Throw them little doggies out
on that long trail
Whoopee -tie -ie -oh, get along,
little doggies
You're a misfortune and
none of my own
Whoopee -tie -ie -oh, get along,
you little doggies
For you know that
Wyoming will be your new home
Well, your ma was born way down in
Texas
Where the gypsum weed and
the sandburs grow
We'll fill you up on prickly
pear and show you
Until you're ready for
Idaho
Oopty tie -yi -yo, get along,
little doggies
You're a misfortune and
none of my own
Oopty tie -yi -yo, get along,
you little doggies
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
You have no idea all the troubles they give
To the boys who are holding
them on the bed ground
E -I -O little
Addy
Lisey
Who's your real daddy
may never be known
Weepin' and wailin' and
rockin' the cradle
Mindin' a baby that's
none of my own
Whoopee -tie -ie -oh, get along,
little doggies
You're a misfortune and
none of my own
Whoopee -tie -ie -oh, get along,
you little doggies
For you know
Wyoming will be your new home
you