[Chipmunks]
Oh how he sings,
Raggy music to his cattle,
As he swings,
Back in forth in his saddle,
On a horse,
[Alvin]
What a horse!
[Chipmunks]
Who is syncopated gaited,
And with such a funny meter,
To the roar of his repeater!
How they run,
When they hear the fella's gun,
Because the western folks all know:
He's a high falutin',
[Alvin]
Rootin' tootin'!
[Chipmunks]
Son-of-a-gun from Arizona,
He's some cowboy,
Talk about your cowboy,
Ragtime Cowboy Joe!
[Musical Interlude]
(Gun Shots)
[Alvin, speaking]
Look out, Sheriff! They're gettin' away!
(Gunshot)
[Dave, speaking]
Alvin, stop shooting that gun.
(Gunshot)
[Alvin, speaking]
Reach for the sky, you sidewinder!
(Gunshot)
[Dave, speaking]
Alvin, will you put that gun down!
(Gunshot)
[Alvin, speaking]
Don't worry lady! I'll go get 'em!
(Loud gunshot)
[Dave, Shouting]
Alvin! Will you please put that thing down and get back here and sing!?
[Chipmunks]
Oh how he sings,
Raggy music to his cattle,
As he swings,
Back in forth in his saddle,
On a horse,
[Alvin]
What a horse!
[Chipmunks]
Who is syncopated gaited,
And with such a funny meter,
To the roar of his repeater!
How they run,
When they hear the fella's gun,
Because the western folks all know:
He's a high falutin',
[Alvin]
Rootin' tootin'!
[Chipmunks]
Son-of-a-gun from Arizona,
He's some cowboy,
Talk about your cowboy,
Ragtime Cowboy Joe!
(Gunshots to the beat)
[Alvin, shouting to fade out]
High-ho, Alvin!
[Gun Shot] [Chipmunks] Oh how he sings, Raggy music to his cattle, As he swings, Back in forth in his saddle, On a horse, [Alvin] What a horse! [Chipmunks] Who is syncopated gaited, And with such a funny meter, To the roar of his repeater! How they run, When they hear the fella's gun, Because the western folks all know: He's a high falutin', [Alvin] Rootin' tootin'! [Chipmunks] Son-of-a-gun from Arizona, He's some cowboy, Talk about your cowboy, Ragtime Cowboy Joe! [Musical Interlude] (Gun Shots) [Alvin, speaking] Look out, Sheriff! They're gettin' away! (Gunshot) [Dave, speaking] Alvin, stop shooting that gun. (Gunshot) [Alvin, speaking] Reach for the sky, you sidewinder! (Gunshot) [Dave, speaking] Alvin, will you put that gun down! (Gunshot) [Alvin, speaking] Don't worry lady! I'll go get 'em! (Loud gunshot) [Dave, Shouting] Alvin! Will you please put that thing down and get back here and sing!? [Chipmunks] Oh how he sings, Raggy music to his cattle, As he swings, Back in forth in his saddle, On a horse, [Alvin] What a horse! [Chipmunks] Who is syncopated gaited, And with such a funny meter, To the roar of his repeater! How they run, When they hear the fella's gun, Because the western folks all know: He's a high falutin', [Alvin] Rootin' tootin'! [Chipmunks] Son-of-a-gun from Arizona, He's some cowboy, Talk about your cowboy, Ragtime Cowboy Joe! (Gunshots to the beat) [Alvin, shouting to fade out] High-ho, Alvin! Explain Request ×
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