Paddy Roberts: "The Lavender Cowboy"
(England. 1963)
(OutLoud is trying to track down Ewan Hall's US recording, or others)
Yippie Eye, Yippie Yay, Yippie Eye, Yippie Yo, Yipy Yay
Which sounds rather silly, but every hillbilly
spends half his life singing that way!
He was just a Lavender Cowboy
with only three hairs on his chest,
And he rode on a filly called Daffy-down-dilly,
the prettiest horse in the west!
Every morning they went out together
while the others looked on in dismay.
He'd round up the cattle, a-riding side-saddle
Because he preferred it that way.
He was just a Lavender Cowboy
Who committed a terrible sin
He went out on a bender
and slugged the bartender
And stole all the strawberry gin.
So the posse was sent out to find him
To bring him back dead or alive.
And they knew as they went,
they were hot on the scent,
by the smell of Chanel No. 5
And they found him lying unconscious
with blood running all down his chin.
Till they looked a bit closer
and what do you know, sir,
they found it was strawberry gin.
So they shot the Lavender Cowboy
And they said as they laid him to rest.
"You'll be happier now boy.
You can't be a cowboy
with only three hairs on your chest!"
