The Sons Of The Pioneers — Ragtime Cowboy Joe

He always sings - Raggedy music to the cattle as he swings Back n' forward in a saddle on a horse - That is syncopated, gaited There is such a funny meter to the roar of his repeater How they run, oh 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 - Ragtime Cowboy Joe Out in Arizona where the bad men are The only thing to guide you is an evening star The roughest, toughеst man by far was Ragtime Cowboy Joe He got his namе from singin' to the cows n' sheep Every night they say he sings the herd to sleep In a bass voice, rich and deep Croonin' soft and low He always sings - Raggedy music to the cattle as he swings Back n' forward in a saddle on a horse - That is syncopated, gaited There is such a funny meter to the roar of his repeater How they run, oh 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 - Ragtime Cowboy Joe He always sings - Raggedy music to the cattle as he swings Back n' forward in a saddle on a horse - That is syncopated, gaited There is such a funny meter to the roar of his repeater How they run, oh 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 - Ragtime Cowboy Talk about'cha cowboy Ragtime Cowboy Joe