Way out west were the bad men are
And the only thing to guide you is the evening star.
Lives the roughest, toughest man by far, And his name is Cowboy Joe.
He always sings ragtime music to his cattle
As he swings back and forth in the saddle.
On a horse, A pretty good horse.
A syncopated gator.
And it’s such a funny meter
To the roar of his repeater
How they run, How they run!
When they see his horse a comin’
Cause the western folks all know.
What do they know?
He’s a high falootin, Rootin, Tootin
Son of a gun from Arizona
Ragtime Cowboy, Talk about your cowboy,
Ragtime Cowboy Joe!
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