Out on the plains down near Santa Fe
I met a cowboy ridin' the range one day
And as he jogged along I heard him singin'
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, you better be on your way
Get along, get hip little doggies
An' he trucked 'em on down that old fairway
Singin' his cow cow boogie in the strangest way
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Singin' 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
Singin' his cow cow boogie in the strangest way
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