Cow Cow Boogie - Lyrics - Ella Fitzgerald

Title: Cow Cow Boogie
Artist: Ella Fitzgerald
Composer(s): Benny Carter, Don Raye, Gene De Paul

Lyric:
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
Comma ti yi yi yeah, comma ti yippity yi yeah

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 that old fairway
Singin' his cow cow boogie in the strangest way
Comma ti yi yi yeah, comma ti yippity yi yeah

Singin' his cowboy songs, he's just too much
He's got a knocked out western accent with a Harlem touch
He was raised on Loco 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, get hip little dogies
Get along, you better be on your way
Get along, get hip little dogies
And he trucked 'em on down the old fairway
Singin' the cow cow boogie in the strangest way
Comma ti yi yi yeah, comma ti yippity yi yeah

Singin' his cowboy songs, he's just too much
He's got a knocked out western accent with a Harlem touch
That cat was raised on Loco weed
Jack, 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
Comma ti yi yi yeah, comma ti yippity yi yeah
Comma ti yi yi yeah, comma ti yippity yi yeah

Get, get, get along little dogies, you better be on your way

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Boogie Till The Cows Come Home - Lyrics - Clay Walker

Title: Boogie Till The Cows Come Home
Artist: Clay Walker
Composer(s): Clay Blaker, Roger Bryant Brown

Lyric:
There's a wood stove in the corner
There's saw dust on the floor
They've got a flashing neon lone star sign
Hangin' by the door
All they sell is beer and setups
So you'll have to bring your own
But when they play that swing it only means one thing
You're gonna boogie till the cows come home

'Faded Love' and 'Milk Cow Blues'
'The Oklahoma Stomp' and 'Born to lose'
Tip your hat to the 'Rose of San Antone'
Here we go with the 'Cotton Eyed Joe'
We're gonna boogie till the cows come home

It's an old Southwest tradition
And a guaranteed good time
And there's people of all ages here
From one to ninety-nine
Even if you show up by yourself
You don't have to be alone
'Cause when they play that swing it only means one thing
You're gonna boogie till the cows come home

'Faded Love' and 'Milk Cow Blues'
'The Oklahoma Stomp' and 'Born to lose'
Tip your hat to the 'Rose of San Antone'
Here we go with the 'Cotton Eyed Joe'
We're gonna boogie till the cows come home

'Faded Love' and 'Milk Cow Blues'
'The Oklahoma Stomp' and 'Born to lose'
Tip your hat to the 'Rose of San Antone'
Here we go with the 'Cotton Eyed Joe'
We're gonna boogie till the cows come home

'Faded Love' and 'Milk Cow Blues'
'The Oklahoma Stomp' and 'Born to lose'
Tip your hat to the 'Rose of San Antone'
Here we go with the 'Cotton Eyed Joe'
We're gonna boogie till the cows come home

Here we go with the 'Cotton Eyed Joe'
We're gonna boogie till the cows come home

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Milkcow Blues Boogie - Lyrics - Elvis Presley

Title: Milkcow Blues Boogie
Artist: Elvis Presley
Composer(s): Kokomo Arnold

Lyric:
Well, I woke up this morning
And I looked out the door
I can tell that old milk cow
By the way she lowed

Hold it fellows, that don't move me
Let's get real, real gone for a change

Well, I woke up this morning
And I looked out the door
I can tell that, that old milk cow
I can tell the way she lowed

Well, if you've seen my milk cow
Please ride her on home
I ain't had no milk or butter
Since that cow's been gone

Well, I tried to treat you right
Day by day
Get out your little prayer book
Get down on your knees and pray

For you're gonna need
You're gonna need
Your loving daddy's help someday
Well, you're gonna be sorry
For treating me this way

Well, believe me, don't that sun
Look good going down?
Well, believe me, don't that sun
Look good going down?
But, don't that old moon look lonesome
When your baby's not around

Well, I tried everything to
Get along with you
I'm gonna tell you what I'm going do
I'm gonna quit my crying
I'm gonna leave you alone
If you don't believe I'm leaving
You can count the days I'm gone

I'm gonna leave
You're gonna need your
Loving daddy's help someday
Well, you're gonna be sorry
You treated me this way

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