| Under the lights where we stand tall
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| Nobody touches us at all
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| Showdown, shootout, spread fear within, without
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| We’re gonna take what’s ours to have
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| Spread the word throughout the land
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| They say bad guys wear black
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| We’re tagged and can’t turn back
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| You see us comin'
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| And you all together run for cover
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| We’re taking over this town
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| Here we come reach for your gun
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| And you better listen well my friend, you see
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| It’s been slow down below,
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| Aimed at you we’re the cowboys from hell
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| Deed is done again, we’ve won
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| Ain’t talking no tall tales friend
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| 'Cause high noon, your doom
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| Comin' for you we’re the cowboys from hell
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| Pillage the village, thrash the scene
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| But better not take it out on me’Cause a ghost town is found
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| Where your city used to be
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| So out of the darkness and into the light
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| Sparks fly everywhere in sight
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| From my double barrel, 12 gauge,
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| Can’t lock me in your cage
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| You see us comin'
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| And you all together run for cover
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| We’re taking over this town
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| Here we come reach for your gun
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| And you better listen well my friend, you see
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| It’s been slow down below,
|
| Aimed at you we’re the cowboys from hell
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| Deed is done again, we’ve won
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| Ain’t talking no tall tales friend
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| 'Cause high noon, your doom
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| Comin' for you we’re the cowboys from hell |