Oh how he sings raggy music to his cattle
As he swings back and forward in his saddle
On his horse (on a horse)
That is syncopated gaited
And with such a funny meter
To the roar of his repeater

How they run when they hear the feller's gun
Because the western folks all know
He's a hifalootin' scootin', shootin'
Son-of-a-gun from Arizona
He's a cowboy,
Talk about your cowboy
Ragtime cowboy Joe.

"Look out sherrif they're getting away"
"Alvin stop shooting that gun"
"Reach for the sky you sidewinder"
"Alvin, will you put that gun down"
"Don't worry lady I'll get them"
"Alvin, will you please put that thing down and get back here and 
sing"

Oh how he sings raggy music to his cattle
As he swings back and forward in his saddle
On his horse (on a horse)
Who is syncopated gaited
And with such a funny meter
To the roar of his repeater

How they run when they hear the feller's gun
Because the western folks all know:
He's a hifalootin' scootin', shootin'
Son-of-a-gun from Arizona
He's some cowboy
Talk about your cowboy
Ragtime cowboy Joe.

Hi ho Alvin

