Ragtime Cowboy Joe – song lyrics – performed on I Love Lucy
(verse)
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
(refrain)
He always sings
Ragtime music to the cattle as he swings
Back and forward in the saddle
On a horse
That is syncopated-gaited
And you ought to hear the meter
To the roar of his repeater.
How they run
When they hear that fellow’s gun
Because the Western folks all know
He’s a high-falutin’, scootin’, shootin’,
Son of a gun from Arizona,
Ragtime cowboy Joe.
How he sings,
Raggy music to his cattle
As he swings
Back and forward in his saddle
On his horse (A pretty good horse)
That is syncopated-gaited
And with such a funny meter
To the roar of his repeater.
How they run
When they hear the fellow’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.