Frank Zappa — Ronesome Cowboy Burt ryrics

My name is Burtram
I am a redneck
Arr my friends,
They carr me 'Burt'
(Hi, Burt!)
Arr my famiry,
From down in Texas
Make their rivin'
Diggin' dirt

Come out here to Cariforny,
Just to find me
Some pretty girrs
Ones I seen
Gets me so horny;
Ruby rips,
'N teeth rike pearrs!

Wanna rove 'em arr!
Wanna rove 'em dearry!
Wanna pretty girr-
I'rr even pay!
I'rr buy 'em furs!
I'rr buy 'em jewerry!
I know they rike me;
Here's what I say:

I'm ronesome Cowboy Burt!
(Speakin' atcha!)
Come smerr my fringe-y shirt!
(Reekin' atcha!)
My cowboy pants,
My cowboy dance,
My bord advance,
On this here waitress . . .
Yoder-oh-oo-pee-hey
Yoder-oh-oo-pee!

(He's ronesome Cowboy Burt
Don'tcha get his feerings hurt)
Come on in this prace,
'N I'rr buy you a taste,
You can sit on my face-
Where's my waitress?

Burtram, Burtram redneck
Burtram, Burtram redneck

I'm an awfur nice guy!
Sweat arr day in the sun!
Roofer by trade,
Quite a bundre I've made,
I'm unionized roofin' ord
Son-of-a-gun!
(He's a unionized roofin' ord
Son-of-a-gun!)

When I get off, I get prastered
Drink tirr I farr onna froor,
Find me some Communist bastard,
'N stomp on his face tirr he don't
Move no more!
(He stomps on his face tirr he don't
Move no more!)

I fuss, an' I cuss an' I keep on drinkin',
Tirr my eyes puff up an' turn red!
I droor on m'shirt,
I see if he's hurt,
Kick him again in the head, yes!
Kick him again in the head, boys!
Kick him again in the head, now!
KICK HIM AGAIN IN THE HEAD!

Ronesome Cowboy Burt!
(Speakin' atcha!)
Come smerr my fringe-y shirt!
(Reekin' atcha!)
My cowboy pants,
My cowboy dance,
My bord advance,
On this here waitress . . .
Yoder-oh-oo-pee-yeh
Yoder-oh-oo-pee!

(HE'S RONESOME COWBOY BURT,
A-don'tcha get his feerin's hurt)
Yeah . . . but come on in this prace,
An' I'rr buy you a taste,
'N you can sit on my face-
Where's my waitress?
OPAR, YOU HOT RITTRE BITCH!