Oh, how he sings
Raggy music to the cattle as he swings
Back and forward in the saddle on a horse (on a hoarse)
That is syncopated gated
By the funny meter
To the roar of his repeater
How he runs
When they hear the fella's gun
Because the western folks all know
He's a highfaluting, rootin', tootin'
Son of a gun from Arizona
He's some cowboy
Talk about your cowboy
Ragtime cowboy Joe
Look out, Sheriff! They're gettin' away!
Alvin, stop shooting that gun
Reach for the sky, you sidewinders!
Alvin, will you put that gun down!
Don't worry lady! I'll go get 'em!
Alvin!
Will you please put that thing down and get back here and sing!?
Oh, how he sings
Raggy music to his cattle
As he swings
Back and forth in his saddle
On a horse, what a horse!
That is syncopated gated
By the funny meter
To the roar of his repeater!
How they run
When they hear the fella's gun
Because the western folks all know
He's a highfalutin'
Rootin', tootin'!
Son of a gun from Arizona
He's some cowboy
Talk about your cowboy
Ragtime Cowboy Joe!
High-ho, Alvin!
