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Get along dogies, up the trail high-tailed,
Get along dogies, there’s a roundup in the sky.
Farewell old range, my work is through, there’s a roundup in the sky,
I give my pony back to you, there’s a roundup in the sky.
I’m gonna burn my brand on the silvery height
of a shootin’ star and take a ride
to the land beyond the great divide, there’s a roundup in the sky.
Get along dogies, up the trail high-tailed,
Get along dogies, there’s a roundup in the sky.
I see them gather round the moon, there’s a roundup in the sky.
I guess they know I’ll be there soon, there’s a roundup in the sky.
I hate to leave old pals, but still
I just can’t wait for the night until
I’ll be herdin’ stars with Buffalo Bill, there’s a roundup in the sky.
Get along dogies, up the trail high-tailed,
get along dogies, there’s a roundup in the sky.
Get along!
- Album:
- Into the Wild Blue
- Centennial Collection
- Split Decision
- Hi Ho Silver
- King of the Cowboys
- Hoppy Gene and Me
- Slideways
- Ride Ranger Ride
- Home On The Range
- An Old Cowhand
- Rhythm & Groove
- Country Music Hall of Fame Series: Roy Rogers & The Sons...
- R & B
- Blues On the Range
- Slidewinder
- Chops Not Chaps
- Miscellaneous
- Happy Trails (1936 - 1947)
- Roy Rogers, Vol. 2 (Remastered)
- Yellow Rose of Texas