Cow Cow Boogie
Out on the plains down near Santa Fe
I met a cowboy riding the range one day
And as he jogged along
I heard him singing the most peculiar cowboy song
It was a ditty he learned in the city
Come at a ay-ya-ay
Come at a yippee ki-yay ay
Get along, y'all better get hip little dog
Get along, y'all better be on your way
Get along, get hip little doggies
And he trucked them on down, that old fairway
Singing his cow-cow boogie in the strangest way
Come at a ay-ya-ay
Come at a yippee ki-yay ay
Singing his cowboy songs
He's just too much
He got a knocked out western accent
With a Harlem touch
He was raised on local ways
He's what you call a swing half breed
Singing his cow-cow boogie in the strangest way
Come at a ay-ya-ay
Come at a yippee ki-yay ay
Get along, get hep little doggies
Get along, better be on your way
Get along, get help little doggie
And he trucked it on down, that old fairway
Singing his cow-cow boogie in the strangest way
Come at a ay-ya-ay
Come at a yippee ki-yay ay
Singing his cowboy songs
He's just too much
He's got a knocked out western accent with a Harlem touch
That cat must've been raise on local ways
Jack, he's what you call a swing half breed
Singing his cow-cow boogie in the strangest way
Come at a ay-ya-ay
Come at a yippee ki-yay ay
Come at a ay-ya-ay
Come at a yippee ki-yay ay
Come at a ay-ya-ay
Come at a yippee ki-yay ay
G- G- G- Get along you little doggie, better be on your way
Ah, thank you, Ella Fitzgerald, that's really fine
I met a cowboy riding the range one day
And as he jogged along
I heard him singing the most peculiar cowboy song
It was a ditty he learned in the city
Come at a ay-ya-ay
Come at a yippee ki-yay ay
Get along, y'all better get hip little dog
Get along, y'all better be on your way
Get along, get hip little doggies
And he trucked them on down, that old fairway
Singing his cow-cow boogie in the strangest way
Come at a ay-ya-ay
Come at a yippee ki-yay ay
Singing his cowboy songs
He's just too much
He got a knocked out western accent
With a Harlem touch
He was raised on local ways
He's what you call a swing half breed
Singing his cow-cow boogie in the strangest way
Come at a ay-ya-ay
Come at a yippee ki-yay ay
Get along, get hep little doggies
Get along, better be on your way
Get along, get help little doggie
And he trucked it on down, that old fairway
Singing his cow-cow boogie in the strangest way
Come at a ay-ya-ay
Come at a yippee ki-yay ay
Singing his cowboy songs
He's just too much
He's got a knocked out western accent with a Harlem touch
That cat must've been raise on local ways
Jack, he's what you call a swing half breed
Singing his cow-cow boogie in the strangest way
Come at a ay-ya-ay
Come at a yippee ki-yay ay
Come at a ay-ya-ay
Come at a yippee ki-yay ay
Come at a ay-ya-ay
Come at a yippee ki-yay ay
G- G- G- Get along you little doggie, better be on your way
Ah, thank you, Ella Fitzgerald, that's really fine
Credits
Writer(s): Don Raye, Gene De Paul, Benny Carter
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