| Git along little doggie, git along
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| Git along little doggie, git along
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| I’m heading for the last roundup
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| Gonna saddle old Paint for the last time and ride
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| So long, old pal, it’s time your tears were dried
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| I’m heading for the last roundup
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| Git along little doggie, git along, git along
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| Git along little doggie, git along
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| Git along little doggie, git along, git along
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| Git along little doggie, git along
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| I’m heading for the last roundup
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| To the far away ranch of the Boss in the sky
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| Where the strays are counted and branded there go I
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| I’m heading for the last roundup
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| (orchestral Break)
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| I’m heading for the last roundup
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| Gonna saddle old Paint for the last time and ride
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| So long, old pal, it’s time your tears were dried
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| I’m heading for the last roundup
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| Git along little doggie, git along
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| Git along little doggie, git along
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| I’m heading for the last roundup
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| There’ll be Buffalo Bill with his long snow-white hair
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| There’ll be old Kit Carson and Custer waiting there
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| A-riding in the last roundup |