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He
always
sings,
raggedy
music
to
the
cattle
As
he
swings,
back
and
forward
in
the
saddle
On
a
horse,
the
pretty
good
horse,
that
syncopated,
gaited
There's
such
a
funny
meter
to
the
roar
of
his
repeater
How
they
run,
when
they
hear
this
fellow's
gun
Because
the
Western
folks
all
know
Why
he's
a
high-faluting
scooting
Shooting
son
of
a
gun
from
Arizona
Ragtime
Cowboy,
you're
talking
'bout
your
cowboy
Ragtime
Cowboy
Joe
He
always
sings,
raggedy
music
to
the
cattle
As
he
swings,
back
and
forward
in
the
saddle
On
a
horse,
the
pretty
good
horse,
that
syncopated,
gaited
There's
such
a
funny
meter
to
the
roar
of
his
repeater
How
they
run,
when
they
hear
this
fellow's
gun
Because
the
Western
folks
all
know
Why
he's
a
high-faluting
scooting
Shooting
son
of
a
gun
from
Arizona
Ragtime
Cowboy,
you're
talking
'bout
your
cowboy
Ragtime
Cowboy
Joe
He
always
sings,
raggedy
music
to
the
cattle
As
he
swings,
back
and
forward
in
the
saddle
On
a
horse,
the
pretty
good
horse,
that
syncopated,
gaited
And
there's
such
a
funny
meter
to
the
roar
of
his
repeater
How
they
run,
when
they
hear
this
fellow's
gun
Because
the
Western
folks
all
know
Why
he's
a
high-faluting
scooting
Shooting
son
of
a
gun
from
Arizona
Ragtime
Cowboy,
you're
talking
'bout
your
cowboy
Ragtime
Cowboy
Joe
Ragtime
Cowboy
Joe
Ragtime
Cowboy
Joe
Ragtime
Cowboy
Joe
Why
he's
a
shooting,
a
high-faluting
A
scooting
son
of
a
gun
from
Arizona
Ragtime
Cowboy
Joe
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