Perry Como - You Don't Kno' What Lonesome Is ( 'Till You Get to Herdin' Cows ) 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! Words and Music by Foster Carling and Country Washburne