Ragtime Cowboy Joe The Osmonds
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He always sings swingy music to the cattle as he swings
Back and forward in the saddle on a horse
That is syncopated gaited
And it’s such a funny meter
To the roar of his repeater
How he runs
When they hear the fellows guns
Because the western folks all know
He’s a highfaluting, rooting, tooting son of a gun from Arizona
Ragtime cowboy
Talk about your cowboy
Ragtime cowboy Joe
He always sings to the cattle as he swings
Back and forward in his saddle on a horse
That is syncopated gaited
And there’s such a funny meter
To the roar of his repeater
How they run
How they run
When they hear the fellows gun
Because they know he’s a highfaluting, rooting, tooting son of a gun from Arizona
Back and forward in the saddle on a horse
That is syncopated gaited
And it’s such a funny meter
To the roar of his repeater
How he runs
When they hear the fellows guns
Because the western folks all know
He’s a highfaluting, rooting, tooting son of a gun from Arizona
Ragtime cowboy
Talk about your cowboy
Ragtime cowboy Joe
He always sings to the cattle as he swings
Back and forward in his saddle on a horse
That is syncopated gaited
And there’s such a funny meter
To the roar of his repeater
How they run
How they run
When they hear the fellows gun
Because they know he’s a highfaluting, rooting, tooting son of a gun from Arizona
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