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NIGHT-HERDING SONG
BY HARRY STEPHENS'
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H, slow up, dogies, quit your roving round, You have wandered and tramped all over the ground; Oh, graze along, dogies, and feed kinda slow, And don't forever be on the go,— Oh, move slow, dogies, move slow.
Hi-oo, hi-oo, oo-oo.
I have circle-herded, trail-herded, night-herded, and
cross-herded, too, But to keep you together, that's what I can't, do; My horse is leg weary and I'm awful tired, But if I let you get away I'm sure to get fired,— Bunch up, little dogies, bunch up.
Hi-oo, hi-oo, oo-oo.
O say, little dogies, when you goin' to lay down
And quit this forever siftin' around?
My limbs are weary, my seat is sore;
Oh, lay down, dogies, like you've laid before,—
Lay down, little dogies, lay down.
Hi-oo, hi-oo, oo-oo.
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