Showdown Kings

Crack of dawn, we're riding far and wide
Giddy up, we gallup come sunrise
Ain't no man withstand my 45
Dropped the fucker and left to die

Showdown kings and you can dare to try
Fastest draw gets to keep his life
It's dog-eat-dog and you ain't got no bite
In the wild west, we're going to hang you high

Your broad is our prize
Whiskey until we're dry
Let's ride

Showdown kings and you can dare to try
Fastest draw gets to keep his life
It's dog-eat-dog and you ain't got no bite
In the wild west, we're going to hang you high

Find us in the saloon
All fucked up on booze
To the brotherhood

What the fuck are you looking at?
Keep it up
I'll put some holes in your fucking hat
Quick on the draw
You'll be dead before you react
You can run, bitch
I'm just as good on horseback

Another man down
We run this town
Fill my glass
I'm drunk off my ass

Self-made at the O.K. Corral
Piss me off and shit's going down

We're outlaw brothers
Fear no other
Trigger masters
Ain't none faster
We're outlaw brothers

Yeah, we'll ride
We're going to ride
We're going to ride out, boy
We're going to ride
With that dang-on horse jawn

And we're going-
And we're going to shoot the toot
And blast the ass
You know what I'm saying?
Bessie



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Writer(s): Queen Kona
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