| Lyrics: | Do me Ah Ma doo, Do me Ah Ma day!
All alone . . . all alone!
When the hoot owl toots
his tooloo
to the whale of the nip wick hen,
and the chink funk chirps in the chilly
night,
it's mighty lonesome then . . .
And it's mighty lonesome when the wind,
howls thru the jack-pine boughs
but you don't kno' what lonesome is,
'till you get to
herdin' cows . . .
Do me Ah Ma doo, Do me Ah Ma day!
All alone . . . all alone!
Oh, the ordinary fella,
gets off on a Saturday night
an' he gets a chance to see
his pals
with change no more than right
but when the saddle is your life
there's no
time to carouse
and you don't kno' what lonesome is,
'till you get to herdin' cows . . .
Do me Ah Ma doo, Do me Ah Ma day!
By myself . . . by myself!
Now, the keeper of
the lighthouse
an' the sailor man at sea
an' the lookout on the mountain top
ain't
got a thing on me
'cause I got all the lonesomeness
that the common law allows
Man,
you don't kno' what lonesome is,
'till you get to herdin' cows . . .
Do me Ah Ma doo,
Do me Ah Ma day!
Cowboy blues . . . cowboy blues!
Now, you may often wonder
why
a cowpoke sings so sad
he's a thinkin' of the many things
in life he's never had
no
pal, no gal for company
jus' the kettle as they prowl
man, you don't kno' what lonesome
is,
'till you get to herdin' cows . . .
Do me Ah Ma doo, Do me Ah Ma day!
All
alone . . . by myself!
Cowboy blues . . . doggone cow!
Doggone COW!
Doggone you, you
licked me again!
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