[Gunshot]

[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]

(Gunshots)

[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!