Out on the west down by Santa Fe

I met a cowboy ridin' 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

Comma ti yi yi yeah

Comma ti yippity yi yeah



Oh get along, get along little doggies

Get along, you better be on your way

Get along, get hip little doggies

And he trucked 'em on down the old fairway

Singin' his Cow Cow Boogie in the strangest way

Comma ti yi yi yeah

Comma ti yippity yi yeah



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Singin' his cowboy song

Was just too much

He's got a knocked out western accent with a Harlem touch

He was raised on local weed

That cat he's what you call a swing half breed

Singin' his Cow Cow Booogie in the strangest way

Comma ti yi yi yeah

Comma ti yippity yi yeah



(Yeah, Cow Cow)



[Interlude]



(Chorus)