Ragtime Cowboy Joe
Composer(s): Lewis F. Muir;
Maurice Abrahams; Grant Clarke
Performer(s): Jo Stafford;
and various other artists
Out in Arizona where the bad men are
And the only friend to guide you is an Eve'ning star
The roughest toughest man by far
Is Ragtime Cowboy Joe
Got his name from singing to the cows and sheep
Ev'ry night they say he sings the herd to sleep
In a basso rich and deep
Crooning soft and low
He always sings, raggy music to the cattle
As he swings, back and forward in the saddle
On a horse, that is syncopated, gaited
And there's such a funny 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-faluting scooting, shooting son-of-a-gun from Arizona
Ragtime Cow Boy Joe
Dressed up ev'ry Sunday in his Sunday clothes
He beats it for the village where he always goes
And ev'ry girl in town is Joe's
'Cause he's a ragtime bear
When he starts a spieling on the dance hall floor
No one but a lunatic would start a war
Wise men know his forty four
Makes men dance for fair
He always sings, raggy music to the cattle
As he swings, back and forward in the saddle
On a horse, that is syncopated, gaited
And there's such a funny 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-faluting scooting, shooting son-of-a-gun from Arizona
Ragtime Cow Boy Joe
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