Michael Martin Murphey — Wild West Show

Warpaint and feathers Ice cream and cake Navajo blankets and poisonous snakes Sharp shootin' cowgirls On a trick riding spree- It's the goldangest thing That you ever did see! Now all the kids holler From the bandstand For an autograph picture Of a medicine man When out comes Annie Oakley With a pearl handled gun They say she can outshoot Anyone It's a Wild West Show Everybody goes to the Wild West Show Genuine buffalo at the Wild West Show They got real buffalo at The Wild West Show Cowboys and Injuns Must be makin' the news They're printing up a lot tickets And they're writing reviews They're making a million dollars But no one's to blame The critics don't like it So everyone came They say in the papers That they've got Sitting Bull And there just ain't no telling What that Injun might pull! So save up your money boys And maybe we'll go And maybe we'll stay For the whole damn show! Now Buffalo Bill comes out in real Buckskin pants He rides a white stallion While the Indians dance! And they whoop and they holler And they shoot off their blanks! (Ol' Bill must be laughing All the way to the bank!) Now it's just like the real thing Although it ain't real The Indians play dead (It's part of the deal) The spectators ogle and stare Goggle-eyed It's sweeping the country It's gone nation wide!