Lyrics Cow-Cow Boogie - The Squadronaires

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 singin'
A most peculiar cowboy song
It was a ditty he learned in the city
Kummete-yay-yay-ay, Kummete-yipte-yay-yay
Get along, get hip, little dogies
Get along, better be on your way
Get along, get hip, little dogies
And he trucked 'em on down the old fairway
Singin' his cow, cow boogie in the strangest way
Kummete-yay-yay-ay, Kummete-yipte-yay-yay
Singin' his cowboy songs, he's just too much
Got a knocked-out Western accent with a Harlem touch
He was raised a loco weed
He's what you call a swing half-breed
Singin' his cow, cow boogie in the strangest way
Kummete-yay-yay-ay, Kummete-yipte-yay-yay