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 (Chorus) 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)