Cow Cow Boogie

Cow Cow Boogie - Ella Mae Morse/Shirley Ross

Out on the plains down near Santa Fe

I met a cowboy riding the range one day

And as he jogged along I heard him singing

A most peculiar cowboy song

It was a ditty he learned in the city

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Get along get hip little doggies

Get along better be on your way

Get along get hip little doggies

And he trucked 'em on down the old fairway

Singing his cow cow boogie in the strangest way

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Singing his cowboy songs he's just too much

He's got a knocked out western accent

With a Harlem touch he was raised on loco weed

He's what you call a swing half-breed

Singing his cow cow boogie in the strangest way

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Get along little doggie

Better be on your way your way

G-get along little doggie

And he trucked 'em on down the old fairway

Singing his cow cow boogie in the strangest way

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Yip yip singing his cowboy songs

Yip yip as he was juggling along

Yip yip he sings with a Harlem touch

Yip yip that cat is just too much

Singing his cow cow boogie in the strangest way

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