Текст Alvin And The Chipmunks – Ragtime Cowboy Joe
Текст:
Gunshot
Chipmunks
Oh how he sings,
Raggy music to his cattle,
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
Gunshots
Alvin, speaking
Look out, Sheriff! They’re gettin’ away!
Gunshot
Dave, speaking
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!