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One of my favourite tunes as a kid.
One day, on the chat line, Bronco and I discovered a mutual fondness for Roger McGuinn. Bronco suggested I visit McGuinn's most excellent website: http://www.ibiblio.org/jimmy/folkden/php/search/ which features many folksongs he's collected, complete with words, chords and a version of him doing the tune. So, naturally, when I found this one there, I had to ask Bronco to sit in. Then, we did what any good cowboy would do, we asked a Brit to join us.
snowdragon: 6- and 12-string guitar, bass, vocals, pencil tool, bentwood rocker
Bronco: 6-string guitar, "stratospheric" harmony vocals
mandoliquent: mandolin
Thanks a million guys
One day, on the chat line, Bronco and I discovered a mutual fondness for Roger McGuinn. Bronco suggested I visit McGuinn's most excellent website: http://www.ibiblio.org/jimmy/folkden/php/search/ which features many folksongs he's collected, complete with words, chords and a version of him doing the tune. So, naturally, when I found this one there, I had to ask Bronco to sit in. Then, we did what any good cowboy would do, we asked a Brit to join us.
snowdragon: 6- and 12-string guitar, bass, vocals, pencil tool, bentwood rocker
Bronco: 6-string guitar, "stratospheric" harmony vocals
mandoliquent: mandolin
Thanks a million guys
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Lyrics
Git Along Little Dogies
Traditional, with many thanks to Roger McGuinn
As I walked along one morning for pleasure
I spied a young cowboy a-ridin' along
His hat was pulled back and his spurs was a-janglin'
And as he approached he was singin' this song
Chorus:
Whoopee ti yi ay, git along little dogies
It's your misfortune and none of my own
Whoopee ti yi yo git along little dogies
For you know (that) Colorado (Wyoming, Montana, Alberta) will be your new home
Some boys goes up the trail for pleasure
But that's where you gets it most awfully wrong
You have no idea the trouble they gives us
As we go drivin' them dogies along
Your mama she was raised down in Texas
Where yellow roses and jimson weed grow
We'll fix you up on prickly pear and cholla
'Til you're ready for the trail to Idaho
Traditional, with many thanks to Roger McGuinn
As I walked along one morning for pleasure
I spied a young cowboy a-ridin' along
His hat was pulled back and his spurs was a-janglin'
And as he approached he was singin' this song
Chorus:
Whoopee ti yi ay, git along little dogies
It's your misfortune and none of my own
Whoopee ti yi yo git along little dogies
For you know (that) Colorado (Wyoming, Montana, Alberta) will be your new home
Some boys goes up the trail for pleasure
But that's where you gets it most awfully wrong
You have no idea the trouble they gives us
As we go drivin' them dogies along
Your mama she was raised down in Texas
Where yellow roses and jimson weed grow
We'll fix you up on prickly pear and cholla
'Til you're ready for the trail to Idaho
I think I'll be smiling the rest of the day.