Ragtime Cowboy Joe

RAGTIME COWBOY JOE 1912

[Verse 1]
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Out in ol' Wyoming  Where the bad men are   the
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only friend to guide you is the evening star
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The roughest toughest man by far is
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Ragtime cowboy Joe.
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He got his name from singing to the cows and sheep
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Every night they say he sings the herd to sleep In a
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basso voice so rich and deep
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crooning soft and low
 
 
[Chorus 1]
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He always..Sings raggy music to the cattle as he swings back and forward in his saddle on a
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horse- (a pretty good horse!) He's got a syncopated gaiter, and you
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ought to hear the meter to the roar of his repeater how they
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run - Yes Run! - when they hear that he's a-coming cause the Western folks all know he's a
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high-falootin' rootin tootin' son of a gun from ol' Wyoming
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Ragtime Cowboy Joe,
 
 
[Verse 2]
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Dressed up Every Sunday in his Sunday clothes, he
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beats it to the village where he always goes
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Every single gal in town is Joe's cause
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he's a ragtime bear
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When he starts a spieling on the dance hall floor
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No one but a lunatic would start a war cause
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wise men know his fourty four
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would make them dance for fair
 
 
[Chorus 2]
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He always sings raggy music to the cattle as he swings back and forward in his saddle on a
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horse- (a pretty good horse!) He's got a syncopated gaiter, and you
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ought to hear the meter to the roar of his repeater how they
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run - Yes Run! - when they hear that he's a-coming cause the Western folks all know he's a
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high-falootin' rootin tootin' son of a gun from ol' Wyoming
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Ragtime Cowboy
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Talk about your Cowboy
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Ragtime Cowboy Joe!
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