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The is Krayzie, big bad ass bone, up north for all the gold that I stole, Along some cash I even took the mayor's daughter, Now there's kidnap, but she was with us so I brought her. Dun got myself into a whole of trouble, crossed by the law so it's nobody to run to, Yeah it's me and my sawed-off shotgun, I dun now him 'Leatherface' I'm headed for the west heard they got a banks in town ain't been held up yet, well uh, I ought to make it by sundown, I figure that's enough time for me to get the rundown, So I continue my mission, it's dark So now I'm for them damn injuns, like to catch up then they rob -n- split. I'll be a rootin' tootin' shootin' fool, protectin' my chips. All of a sudden, I heard somebody in the bushes, stopped my horse, Nelly! Who in the bushes, you better up, Or I'm-a let my shotgun's song out.
Who's Hope this ain't the law, draw out the bushes my sawed-off shotgun.
Come on out right now I'm angry. Took a step back it could get dangerous.
Please don't shoot it's just me Queen Horse Stealer.
why the hell is you hidin' in them bushes
I'm in four counties, for armed robbery, Killed two sheriffs, six of his men with my head, two horses, thought you was the law that's why I jumped in the bushes.
Goodness. Now she was hotter than a of fire but I could use her for the job so I her to ride, come on.
May I ask you what you headed to the for?
I got a partner got a plan for some and if you're down You can up yourself a pretty penny. Be in town in a minute now be if you're with it.
We be up before the sun rise got a stallion for your partner To hit the saloon before the moon shine down For whatever let's let's ride.
directions say we go to Tucson, Arizona When we we'll cop a place we can bunk, And meet my boy in the morning for 'n hookup.
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'n shine, good morning, howdy. Nine o' we meet my boy in the saloon in the valley. Now I dun came a way and I don't wanna be late.
him I'll make it to him, you know we ain't.
Move out, giddy up up giddy up Move out, giddy up up giddy up Move out, giddy up up giddy up out, giddy up giddy up giddy up
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I'm peepin' Krayzie's poster in the saloon, So I assume it'll be trouble round here soon. across the room I seen this youngster gettin' ready to fight But if he mess up tonight I think that Krayzie might take his life. So I him and I paused. Look man, I don't wanna brawl, but won't you chill before them laws, Come up this master plan, Since he already rowdy I'm asked the man (Dang) You want some work partner put in your bid And by the way now what's your name, they me Layzie the Kid.
The Powder Pete, can I get a twelve gauge! Outlaw day, on the front page. Kid, if you give me the low down me and Blackjack, Be ready for the showdown, two double barrels pointed at whatever, We'll stick together, I'm clever.
So saddle up, on the bandwagon because it's all goin' down. I heard the guy runnin' the bar screamin' in town.'
Now we get to this saloon, you don't worry, wait outside. be stealin' nobody's damn horses. Stepped the bar. Kid you son of a gun!
Hey man I'm glad you made it safely, now let's go have fun. And this my partner Powder, he's a gun.
Mighty glad to ya son. Oh yeah, you I also brought a friend along, meet Thug Queen, The horse peddler, straggler, met her.
partner, already got the horses saddled up.
I hope you're at robbin' banks like you rustle that cattle up.
Now y'all, it's gonna be gettin' dark soon.
I think you're I say we move, come on let's.
out, giddy up giddy up giddy up Move out, giddy up up giddy up Move out, up giddy up giddy up Move out, up giddy up giddy up
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