Ragtime Cowboy Joe

Out in Arizona where the bad men are, And the only friend to guide you is an Evening Star, The roughest, toughest man by far Is Ragtime Cowboy Joe. Got his name from singing to the cows and sheep Every night they say he sings the herd to sleep In a basso rich and deep, Crooning soft and low How he sings raggy music to his cattle As he swings back and forward in his saddle On his horse (a pretty good horse) Who is syncopated gaited And with such a funny meter To the roar of his repeater How they run when they hear the feller's gun Because the western folks all know: He's a hifalootin' scootin', shootin' Son-of-a-gun from Arizona Ragtime cowboy (talk about your cowboy) Ragtime cowboy Joe. Dressed up ev'ry Sunday in his Sunday clothes He beats it for the village where he always goes, And ev'ry girl in town is Joe's 'Cause he's a ragtime bear; When he starts a-spieling on the dance hall floor, No one but a lunatic would start a war Wise men know his forty-four Makes men dance for fair. --- Ragtime Cowboy Joe - The Chipmunks