Charlotte, the harlot, the girl we adore,
The pride of the prairie, the cowpuncher's whore.
Way down on the prairie where cowflop is thick
Where women are women and cowboys come quick
There lived pretty Charlotte, the girl we adore
The pride of the prarie, the cowpuncher's whore
It's Charlotte the Harlot, the girl we adore,
The pride of the prarie, the cowpuncher's whore.
She's dirty, she's vulgar, she spits in the street
Why whenever you see her, she's always in heat
She'll lay for a dollar, take less or take more
The pride of the prairie, the cowpuncher's whore.
Charlotte, the harlot, the girl we adore,
The pride of the prairie, the cowpuncher's whore.
One day in the canyon, no pants on her quim
A rattlesnake saw her and flung himself in
Charlotte the Harlot gave cowboys the frights
The only vagina that rattles and bites.
It's Charlotte the Harlot, the girl we adore
The pride of the prairie, the cowpuncher's whore.
One day on the prairie while riding along
My seat in the saddle, the reins on my dong
Who should I meet but the girl I adore
The pride of the prairie, the cowpuncher's whore.
It's Charlotte the Harlot, the girl we adore
The pride of the prairie, the cowpuncher's whore.
I got off my pony, I reached for her crack
The damn thing was rattling and bitin' me back
I took out my pistol, I aimed for its head
I missed the damn rattler, I shot her instead.
It's Charlotte the Harlot, the girl we adore
The pride of the prarie, the cowpuncher's whore
Her funeral procession was forty miles long
With a chorus of cowpunchers singin' this song
"Here lies a young maiden who never kept score
Young Charlotte the Harlot, the cowpuncher's whore!"
It's Charlotte the Harlot, the girl we adore
The pride of the prarie, the cowpuncher's whore!
Source: Brand, Oscar, and Dave Sear.Bawdy Hootenanny. Audio Fidelity, 1963.
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