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 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

Get along, get hip little doggies
Get along, better be on your way
Get along, get hip little doggies
And he trucked them on down the old fairway
Singin' his cow cow boogie in the strangest way
Comma ti yi yi yeah
Comma ti yippity yi yeah

Singin' his cowboy song, he's just too much
He's got a knocked out western accent with a Harlem touch
He was raised on local weed
He's what you call a swing half breed
Singin' his cow cow boogie in the strangest way
Comma ti yi yi yeah
Comma ti yippity yi yeah

Get along little doggie
Better be on your way, your way
Get along little doggie
And he trucked them on down the old fairway
Singin' his cow cow boogie in the strangest way
Comma ti yi yi yeah
Comma ti yippity yi yeah

Yip yip, singing his cowboy songs
Yip yip, as he was joggling 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
Comma ti yi yi yi yi yi yeah