Round Up The Horses

12 men ride out from the mountain today
Hellbent on destruction and they're heading your way
Find me a posse of 12 brave men
Tell 'em not to expect to come home again

Don't spare the guns 'cause they ain't moving too slow
Round up the horses, let's go

I take a shot of whiskey as I mount my steed
Heading down to the canyon where the blood runs free
A dozen outlaw riders charging out from the sun
A gunshot rings out and the battle's begun

Don't spare the guns 'cause they ain't moving too slow
Round up the horses and let's go, yeah

We come around from the east and cut 'em off at the cross
With guns blazin', we ride before the first man is lost

A red rag to a bull, we head up onto the plain
With bullets flyin' around, the bodies fall like rain
Last man standing I know, with cordite filling my nose
Gotta saddle up my horse and head to Mexico

Round up the horses, let's go
Round up the horses, let's go
Round up the horses, let's go
Round up the horses, let's go
Yeah