Whoopee Ti Yi Yo-Sons Of The Purple Sage

Whoopee Ti Yi Yo - Sons Of The Purple Sage As I was out walkin' one mornin' for pleasure I spied a cowpuncher a-ridin along His hat was throwed back And his spurs were a-jingling And as he approached He was singin' this song Whoopie-ti-yi-yo Get along you little dogie's It's your misfortune and none of my own Whoopie-ti-yi-yo Get along you little dogie's You know that Wyoming Will be your new home It's early in the spring When we round up the dogies We mark them and brand 'em And bob off their tails We round up the horses Load up the chuck-wagon Then send the dogies out On the long trail Whoopie-ti-yi-yo Get along you little dogie's It's your misfortune and none of my own Whoopie-ti-yi-yo Get along you little dogie's You know that Wyoming Will be your new home Whoopie-ti-yi-yo Get along you little dogie's It's your misfortune and none of my own Whoopie-ti-yi-yo Get along you little dogie's You know that Wyoming Will be your new home Know that Wyoming Will be your new home