Lonesome Cowboy Burt (In Rehearsal, 1970) lyrics
by Frank Zappa & The Mothers
[Verse 1]
My name is Burtram, I am a cowboy
All my friends, they call me Burt
All my family from down in Texas
Make their livin' diggin' dirt
Come out here to Californ-y
Just to find me some pretty girls
Ones I seen gets me so horny
Ruby lips and teeth like pearls
[Pre-Chorus]
Wanna love 'em all, wanna love 'em dearly
Want a pretty girl, I'll even pay
I'll buy 'em furs, I'll buy 'em jewelry
I know they like me, here's what I say
[Chorus]
Lonesome Cowboy Burt speakin' at ya
Come smell my fringy shirt reekin' at ya
My cowboy pants, my cowboy dance, my bold advance
On this here waitress (Oh-del-oh-ooptie-ay, oh-del-oh-ooptie)
He's lonesome Cowboy Burt
A-don't you get his feelings hurt
Come on in this place and I'll buy you a taste
You can sit on my face, where's my waitress?
[Refrain]
Burtram, Burtram redneck
Burtram, Burtram redneck
[Verse 2]
I'm an awful nice guy
Sweat all day in the sun
I'm a roofer by trade, quite a bundle I've made
I'm a unionized roofin' old son-of-a-gun
He's a unionized roofin' old son-of-a-gun
When I get off, I get plastered
Drink 'til I fall on the floor
Find me some Communist bast*rd
And stomp on his head 'til he don't move no more
He stomps on his head 'til he don't move no more
[Pre-Chorus]
I fuss and I cuss and I keep on drinkin'
'Til my eyes puff up and turn red
I drool on my shirt, I see if he's hurt
I kick him again in the head, let's
Kick him again in the head, boys
Kick him again in the head, now
Kick him again in the head
[Outro]
Lonesome Cowboy Burt speakin' at ya
Come smell my fringy shirt reekin' at ya
My cowboy pants, my cowboy dance, my bold advance
On this here waitress (Oh-del-oh-ooptie-ay, oh-del-oh-ooptie)
He's lonesome Cowboy Burt (Ah-ha)
A-don't you get his feelings hurt
Come on in this place and I'll buy you a taste
And you can sit—