Git Along Little Dogies
As I was walking one morning for pleasure
I spied a cowpuncher riding along
His hat was throwed back and his spurs were a-jingling
And as he approached he was singing this song
Whoopee ti yi yo, git along little dogies
It's your misfortune and none of my own
Whoopie ti yi yo, git along little dogies
You know that Wyoming will be your new home
Early in the springtime we round up the dogies
Mark 'em and brand 'em and bob off their tails
Round up the horses, load up the chuck wagon
Then throw the little dogies out on the long trail
Whoopee ti yi yo, git along little dogies
It's your misfortune and none of my own
Whoopie ti yi yo, git along little dogies
You know that Wyoming will be your new home
Night comes on and we hold 'em on the bedground
The same little dogies that rolled on so slow
We roll up the herd and cut out the stray ones
Then roll the little dogies like never before
Whoopee ti yi yo, git along little dogies
It's your misfortune and none of my own
Whoopie ti yi yo, git along little dogies
You know that Wyoming will be your new home
Some boys go up the long trail for pleasure
But that's where they get it most awfully wrong
For you'll never know the trouble they give us
As we go drivin' them dogies along
Whoopee ti yi yo, git along little dogies
It's your misfortune and none of my own
Whoopie ti yi yo, git along little dogies
You know that Wyoming will be your new home
Whoopee ti yi yo, git along little dogies
It's your misfortune and none of my own
Whoopie ti yi yo, git along little dogies
You know that Wyoming will be your new home
You know that Wyoming will be your new home
song performed by by Nickel Creek
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Cattle Call
(tex owens)
Woo - hoo - woo - ooo - ti - de
Woo - hoo - ooo - oop - I - de - de
Woo - hoo - woo - ooo - ti - de
Yod-el - od-el- lo - ti - de.
The cattle are prowlin the coyotes are howlin
Way out where the dogies bawl
Where spurs are a-jinglin, a cowboy is singin
This lonesome cattle call.
He rides in the sun til his days work is done
And he rounds up the cattle each fall
Woo - hoo - woo - ooo - ti - de
Singin his cattle call.
For hours he will ride on the range far and wide
When the night winds blow up a squall
His heart is a feather in all kinds of weather
He sings his cattle call.
Hes brown as a berry from ridin the prairie
And he sings with an ol western drawl
Woo - hoo - woo - ooo - ti - de
Singin his cattle call.
song performed by by Emmylou Harris
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Cattle Call
Cattle Call
(sung by Elvis in concerts of the 1950s)
[In der mir vorliegenden Version summt er nur die Melodie.]
(Tex Owens)
The cattle are prowlin' and the coyotes are howlin'
Way out where the dogies bawl
Where spurs are a-jinglin' a cowboy is singin'
This lonesome cattle call
Woo-hoo woo-hoo hoo hoo
Woo-hoo woo-hoo hoo hoo
Woo-hoo woo-hoo hoo hoo hoo
Woo-hoo woo-hoo hoo
He rides in the sun, till his days work is done
And he rounds up the cattle each fall
Woo-hoo woo-hoo hoo hoo
Singin' his cattle call.
For hours he will ride on the range far and wide
When the night wind blows up a squall
His heart is a feather in all kinds of weather
He sings his cattle call
Woo-hoo woo-hoo hoo hoo
Woo-hoo woo-hoo hoo hoo
Woo-hoo woo-hoo hoo hoo hoo
Woo-hoo woo-hoo hoo
He's brown as a berry from ridin' the prairie
And sings with an ol' western drawl
Woo-hoo woo-hoo hoo hoo
Singin' his cattle call
song performed by by Elvis Presley
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Deep In The Heart Of Texas
The stars at night are big and bright
Deep in the heart of Texas
The prairie sky is wide and high
Deep in the heart of Texas
The sage in bloom is like perfume
Deep in the heart of Texas
Reminds me of the one that I love
Deep in the heart of Texas
The coyotes wail along the trail
Deep in the heart of Texas
The rabbits rush around the brush
Deep in the heart of Texas
The cowboys cry, "Ki yippee yi!"
Deep in the heart of Texas
The dogies bawl and bawl and bawl
Deep in the heart of Texas
The stars at night are big and bright
Deep in the heart of Texas
The prairie sky is wide and high
Deep in the heart of Texas
Deep in the heart of Texas
Deep in the heart of Texas
Deep in the heart of Texas
Deep in the heart of Texas
song performed by by Nickel Creek
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Song Of Wyoming
This song appears on three albums, and was first released on the windsong album, and has also been released on the country classics and the country roads collection albums.
Well, Im weary and tired, Ive done my days ridin
Nighttime is rollin my way
The skys all on fire and the lights slowly fading
Peaceful and still ends the day
Out on the trail night birds are callin
Singin their wild melody
Down in the canyon cottonwood whispers
A song of wyoming for me
Well, Ive wandered around the town and the city
Tried to figure the how and the why
Well, Ive stopped all my schemin
Im just driftin and dreamin
Watching the river roll by
Here comes that big ole prairie moon risin
Shinin down bright as can be
Up on the hill theres a coyote singin
A song of wyoming for me
Now its whiskey and tobacco and bitter black coffee
A lonesome old dogie am i
But wakin up on the range
Lord I feel like an angel
Free like I almost could fly
Drift like a cloud out over the badlands
Sing like a bird in the tree
The wind in the sage sounds like heaven singin
A song of wyoming for me
A song of wyoming for me
Words and music by kent lewis
song performed by by John Denver
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Casino Nation
In a weapons producing nation under Jesus
In the fabled crucible of the free world
Camera crews search for clues amid the detritus
And entertainment shapes the land
The way the hammer shapes the hand
Gleaming faces in the checkout counter at the Church of Fame
The lucky winners cheer Casino Nation
All those not on TV only have themselves to blame
And don't quite seem to understand
The way the hammer shapes the hand
Out beyond the ethernet the spectrum spreads
DC to daylight, the cowboy mogul rides
Never worry where the gold for all this glory's gonna come from
Get along dogies, it's coming out of your hides
The intentional cultivation of a criminal class
The future lit by brightly burning bridges
Justice fully clothed to hide the heart of glass
That shatters in a thousand Ruby Ridges
And everywhere the good prepare for perpetual war
And let their weapons shape the plan
The way the hammer shapes the hand
Lyrics by Jackson Browne
Music by Jackson Browne, Kevin McCormick, Mark Goldenberg, Mauricio Lewak, Jeff Young
(Swallow Turn Music, ASCAP; Eye Cue Music, ASCAP; Bossypants Music/Songs of Windswept Pacific, BMI; Bateria Music, ASCAP; Glad Brad Music, Inc., ASCAP)
song performed by by Jackson Browne
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When George Bush asked me to sign on, it obviously wasn't because he was worried about carrying Wyoming. We got 70 percent of the vote in Wyoming, although those three electoral votes turned out to be pretty important last time around.
quote by Dick Cheney
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Makin' Whoopee
Another bride
Another June
Another sunny - honeymoon
Another season
Another reason
For makin' whoopee
A lot o' shoes
A lot o' rice
The groom is nervous
He answers twice
It's really killin'
That he's so willin'
To make whoopee
Picture a little love nest
Down where the roses cling
Picture the same sweet love nest
See what a year can bring
He's washin' dishes
And baby clo-othes
He's so ambitious
He even sews
But don't forget folks
That's what you get folks
For makin' whoopee
He's washin' dishes
And baby clo-othes
He's so ambitious
He even sews
But don't forget folks
That's what you get folks
For makin' whoopee, whoopee, whoopee-ee
song performed by by Nat King Cole
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Makin Whoopee!
Another bride, another june
Another sunny honeymoon
Another season, another reason
For makin whoopee
A lot of shoes, a lot of rice
The groom is nervous, he answers twice
Its really killin
That hes so willin to make whoopee
Now picture a little love nest
Down where the roses cling
Picture the same sweet love nest
Think what a year can bring, yes
Hes washin dishes and baby clothes
Hes so ambitious he even sews
But dont forget folks,
Thats what you get folks, for makin whoopee
Another year, maybe less
Whats this I hear? well, cant you guess?
She feels neglected, and hes suspected
Of makin whoopee
Yeah, she sits alone,
Most every night
He doesnt phone, he doesnt write
He says hes busy,
But she says, is he?
Hes makin whoopee
Now he doesnt make much money
Only five thousand per
Some judge who thinks hes funny
Says, youll pay six to her.
He says, now judge, suppose I fail?
Judge say, budge. right into jail.
Youd better keep her. I think its cheaper
Than makin whoopee.
Yes, yeah, you better keep her
Daddy, I think its cheaper
Then makin whoopee
song performed by by Ella Fitzgerald
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Makin' Whoopee
(duet with Tony Bennett)
Another bride, another June
Another sunny honeymoon
Another season, another reason
For makin' whoopee
A lot of shoes, a lot of rice
The groom is nervous, he answers twice
Its really killin' that he's so willin' to make whoopee
Picture a little love nest
Down where the roses cling
Picture the same sweet love nest
And think what a year can bring
He's washin dishes and baby clothes
He's so ambitious he even sews
But don't forget folks,
Thats what you get folks, for makin' whoopee
song performed by by Cyndi Lauper
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From Small Things Big Things Come
At sixteen she quit high school
To make a fortune in the promised land
She got a job behind the counter
In an all-night hamburger stand
She rode faithfully home to mama
Now, mama dont you worry none
From small things, mama, big things one day come
It was late one friday
He pulled in out of the dark
He was tall and handsome
First she took his order, then she took his heart
They bought a house up on the hillside
Where little feet soon would run
From small things, mama, big things one day come
Oh, but love is bleeding
Its sad but its true
When your heart is beating
You dont want to hear the news
She packed her bags
And with a wyoming county interstate map
She drove down to tampa
In an eldorado grand
She wrote back, dear mama
Life is just heaven in the sun
From small things, mama, big things one day come
Well, she shot him dead on a sunny florida road
When they caught her all she said
Was she couldnt stand the way he drove
Back home lonesome johnny waits for his babys parole
He waits high on the hillside
Where the wyoming rivers roll
And his seed have almost grown now
To a daughter and a handsome son
From small things, mama, big things one day come
song performed by by Bruce Springsteen
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From Small Things
At 16 she quit high school
To make a fortune in the promise land
Got a job behind the counter
Of an all-night hamburger stand
She wrote faithfully home to mama:
"now mama, don't you worry none"
From small things, mama, big things one day come
It was late one friday
As he pulled in out of the dark.
He was tall and handsome;
First she took his order; then she took his heart.
They bought a house up on a hillside
Where little feet once had run
From small things, mama, big things one day come.
Good love is fleeting,
It's sad but it's true
But when your heart is bleeding,
You don't wanna hear the news
She packed her bags; went to wyoming with a real estate man
They drove down to tampa in an el dorado grande
She writes home "dear mama, life is heaven in the sun"
From small things, mama, big things one day come
She shot him dead
On a sunny florida road,
But when they caught her asll she said was
She couldn't stand the way he drove.
Back home, lonesome johnny
Waits for his baby's parole;
He sits high up on a hillside,
Where the wyoming river flows.
At his feet, and almost grown now,
Sits a daughter and a handsome son.
From small things, mama, big things one day come
song performed by by Nitty Gritty Dirt Band
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From Small Things (Big Things One Day Come)
At 16 she quit high school
To make a fortune in the promise land
Got a job behind the counter
Of an all-night hamburger stand
She wrote faithfully home to mama:
"now mama, dont you worry none"
From small things, mama, big things one day come
It was late one friday
As he pulled in out of the dark.
He was tall and handsome;
First she took his order; then she took his heart.
They bought a house up on a hillside
Where little feet once had run
From small things, mama, big things one day come.
Good love is fleeting,
Its sad but its true
But when your heart is bleeding,
You dont wanna hear the news
She packed her bags; went to wyoming with a real estate man
They drove down to tampa in an el dorado grande
She writes home "dear mama, life is heaven in the sun"
From small things, mama, big things one day come
She shot him dead
On a sunny florida road,
But when they caught her asll she said was
She couldnt stand the way he drove.
Back home, lonesome johnny
Waits for his babys parole;
He sits high up on a hillside,
Where the wyoming river flows.
At his feet, and almost grown now,
Sits a daughter and a handsome son.
From small things, mama, big things one day come
song performed by by Nitty Gritty Dirt Band
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With Perceptions And Philosophies Unchanged
Many finding themselves
With perceptions and philosophies unchanged
Over the past fifty years
And wishing to remain stuck in those times gone
Should be allowed to do so
They should be allowed to pack up and leave
And encouraged to retire to Wyoming
Why Wyoming?
Why not?
They should be solicited once there
To dip their hands in anything they wish
Except in the business of politics, education
Or professions of social etiquette
Or any subdivisions that censors which IS
Or Is 'not' correct for 'all' of a diversed society
And
These folks should not be approached
For any kind of advice
Not in the giving of their opinion concerning progress
Anything suggesting to do what their ancestors did
Will be problematic
Since
That mindset has already caused enough anguish
Just entertain their minds with movies of the wild west
That should do it to keep them happy playing cowboys and indians
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Gone Is the Whoopie Goosed From You
Have you found the turnaround
Has come to beat you down,
'Yeah! '
With your knuckles scraped.
'Yeah.'
And nothing on your plate,
'Yeah.'
Have you found the turnaround
Has come to beat you down,
'Yeah! '
With your knuckles scraped.
'Yeah.'
And nothing on your plate,
'Yeah.'
Gone is the whoopie goosed from you!
Tingled were sensations,
A few dollars had amused.
Now you're quite upset.
Regrets are now your pets.
Have you found the turnaround
Has come to beat you down.
'Yeah! '
With your knuckles scraped.
'Yeah.'
And nothing on your plate,
'Yeah.'
Have you found the turnaround
Has come to beat you down.
'Yeah! '
With your knuckles scraped.
'Yeah.'
And nothing on your plate,
'Yeah.'
Gone is the whoopie goosed from you!
Ooo...
And there's no debate,
Which side to lick your plate!
Morning and noon too,
You feel you've been screwed.
And nobody's there...
To give a damn or care!
Have you found the turnaround
Has come to beat you down.
'Yeah! '
With your knuckles scraped.
'Yeah.'
And nothing on your plate,
'Yeah.'
Have you found the turnaround
Has come to beat you down.
'Yeah! '
With your knuckles scraped.
'Yeah.'
And nothing on your plate,
'Yeah.'
Gone is the whoopie goosed from you!
Ooo...
And there's no debate,
Which side to lick your plate!
Gone is the whoopie goosed from you!
Ooo...
And there's no debate,
Which side to lick your plate!
And there's no debate,
Which side to lick your plate!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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I Can Still Make Cheyenne
Her telephone rang bout a quarter to nine
She heard his voice on the other end of the line
She wondered what was wrong this time
She never knew what his calls might bring
With a cowboy like him it could be anything
And she always expected the worst in the back of her mind.
He said, its cold out here and Im all alone,
I didnt make the short go again and Im coming home.
I know Ive been away too long.
I never got a chance to write or call
And I know this rodeo has been hard on us all
But Ill be home soon and honey is there something wrong?
Chorus:
She said, dont bother comin home.
By the time you get here Ill be long gone.
Theres somebody new and he sure aint no rodeo man.
He said, Im sorry its come down to this.
Theres so much about you that Im gonna miss.
But its alright baby, if I hurry I can still make cheyenne.
Gotta go now baby, if I hurry I can still make cheyenne.
He left that phone danglin off the hook
Then slowly turned around and gave it one last look
Then he just walked away
He aimed his truck toward that wyoming line
With a little luck he could still get there in time
And in that cheyenne wind he could still hear her say.
Repeat chorus
song performed by by George Strait
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Owt Fer Nowt
‘No subscription fee
No fines for late returns
No charges at the library’
Whoopee! It’s free!
A man giving away
A very old car
Put a sign outside his house
Whoopee! It’s free!
And nobody came
It was too cheap
Too cheap by far
So he upped the stakes
Fifty pounds said the bright new sign
And before he turned his back
Somebody had stolen the very old car
The car priced at fifty quid
So the moral is:
‘Not even a thief likes owt fer nowt
©2009
James Hart
poem by James Hart
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Roll Along Home!
I though I heard the old man say -
'Aye, aye, roll along home! -
Bound home for old England we're sailing to-day -
Heave up the anchor and roll along home!
The pilot's aboard and the capstan is manned,
Blue Peter's a-waving farewell to the land,
For after long waiting our orders have come
To heave up the anchor and roll along home -
Roll - roll along home!'
The sails they are bent and the cargo is stowed -
Aye, aye, roll along home! -
And far will her way be and lonely her road -
Shake out the topsails and roll along home!
Yes, long is the road through the storm and the shine
That brings me back home to you, true love of mine;
No longer I'll wander, no further I'll roam,
But shake out my topsails and roll along home -
Roll - roll along home!'
poem by Cicely Fox Smith
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Back Home
Yeah yeah yeah
Well Im going back this summer to ohio
Im gonna seek out all my friends Ive always known
Im goin back to that farm that I remember
Well Im goin to spend this summer back home
Back home (back home, back home, back home)
Ill spend my summer (back home)
Back home (back home)
Back home (back home, back home, back home)
Ill spend my summer (back home)
Back home (back home)
Im gonna get up every morning before the roosters
Ill run downstairs fix my breakfast all alone
Ill milk those cows feed the chickens and the horses
Well Im gonna spend this summer back home
Back home (back home, back home, back home)
Ill spend my summer (back home)
Back home (back home)
Back home (back home, back home, back home)
Ill spend my summer (back home)
Back home (back home)
Ill eat everything that ma puts on the table
When I get back you wont believe how Ive grown
Ill hit the sack early everynight thinkin bout tomorrow whoa oh
Well Im gonna spend this summer back home
Back home, back home, back home
Back home (back home, back home, back home)
Ill spend my summer (back home)
Thats what Im gonna do thats where Im gonna be, thats this summer
Back home (back home)
Back home (back home, back home, back home)
Ill spend my summer (back home)
Gonna get up, gonna get up, gonna get up every morning
Back home (back home)
Back home (back home, back home, back home)
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
Ill spend my summer (back home)
Hey woo feels okay back home
Back home (back home)
Back home (back home, back home, back home)
Ill spend my summer (back home)
Back home
song performed by by Beach Boys
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Nobody Home
I can tell by the way
There aint no lights in the windows
And by the way your curtains hang
Yeah, I know which way the wind blows
I said no, I said no, I said no, nobody home
Nobody home, nobody home
You went away, what a heavy load
You must have took it with you
Down and out, to no thanks to boat
But no one can get ya
I said no, I said no, I said no, aint nobody home
Nobody home, nobody home
I said nobody, nobody home
From the way that you act
I guess you havent been there
By the look in your eyes
Theres nobody been there
I said no, I said no, I said no, nobody home
Nobody home, nobody home
I said nobody, nobody, nobody home
Nobody home, nobody home
I said no, I said no, I said no no no, nobody home
Nobody home, nobody home
I said nobody, nobody home
Nobody home, nobody home
Aint nobody home, nobody home,
Nobody home
Nobody home
Nobody home
Nobody home
song performed by by Electric Light Orchestra
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The Circle that Circles In...
when i speak
i do not really map out home
when the home erases the
paths towards it
it does not speak about
a misfortune
such is the rule of the pigeons
their sense of home is tattooed
on their feathers as light as
a paper where a letter about sorrow is written
as it is
things only become themselves
as air becomes guests of the curtains
they signify what presence is all about
it could be about us
or the others
there is no perfect map
to differences that scatter themselves like fingers
but soon when a prayer is formed
the hands cup like home
where as you see
we first began
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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