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Written
By: Grant Clarke
Music
by: Lewis F. Muir and Maurice Abrahams (1912)
The roughest, toughest man by far" in
Arizona is Ragtime Cowboy Joe, who got his name because "He always sings
raggy music to the cattle... On a horse that is syncopated gaited." But
folks are advised not to cross him; his gun will make them dance.
Written in 1912 and revived in 1943 in an Alis
Faye movie "Hello, Frisco, Hello" and by Betty Hutton, 1945, in
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Out in
Arizona
Where the bad men are,
And the only friend to guide you
Is an evening star,
The roughest, toughest man by far
Is Ragtime Cowboy Joe.
Got his name from singing
To the cows and sheep
Every night they say
He sings the herd to sleep
In a basso rich and deep,
Crooning soft and low.
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How he
sings,
Raggy music to his cattle
As he swings
Back and forward in his saddle
On his horse
(A pretty good horse),
Who is syncopated gaited,
And with such a funny meter
To the roar of his repeater.
How they run,
When they hear the feller’s gun,
Because the western folks all know:
He’s a hifalootin’, scootin’, shootin’
Son-of-a-gun from Arizona,
Ragtime Cowboy
(Talk about your cowboy),
Ragtime Cowboy Joe.
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Words
and Music (originally "The
Bright Mohawk Valley") by James Kerrigan, circa 1896.
This folksong
started out in New York State as "In the Bright Mohawk Valley."
As it spread through the south, cowboys in the Red River country in Texas
localized it by changing the name of the water to that of the Red River, which
flows along the border of Texas and Oklahoma.
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- From this valley they say you are going,
- We will miss your bright eyes and sweet smile,
- For they say you are taking the sunshine
- That brightens our pathway awhile.
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- Come and sit by my side if you love me,
- Do not hasten to bid me adieu,
- But remember the Red River Valley
- And the girl that has loved you so true.
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- For a long time I have been waiting
- For those dear words you never would say,
- But at last all my fond hopes have vanished,
- For they say you are going away.
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- Won't you think of the valley you're leaving?
- Oh how lonely, how sad it will be.
- Oh think of the fond heart you're breaking,
- And the grief you are causing me to see?
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This song appeared
on Jo Ann Castle's TV Favorites Album
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