Rode into town real late one night

Got real drunk

And started a fight

Gunfighters out in the street

Bellies full of lead

And blood at their feet

Sheriff says I'd better get out of town

Next time he sees me

It'll be a showdown



Bottle of rot gut

And a woman of the night

A meal and a hot bath

Will make me feel all right

Dancing girls up on the stage

Drunken banditios that belong in a cage

Sheriff says if I don't get out of town

Next time he sees me

It'll be a showdown

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