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Six Shootin' Son of a Gun

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Holding my ticket for a one way trip on down to the Rio Grande cfter last night, holding on to king high gave me a winning hand The pot made me a wealthy man, I'd soon be living beyond my means But in my light, came the darkness of the night in some form of bad company He eyed me down from behind his hat He shot daggers into my soul Fingers twitching right by his side I could feel his stare going cold "I ain't looking for trouble" I said while gripping my winnings tight He didn't budge I got a hunch I better leave before a firefight Boy, you better run You better run Before you spend your last day under the sun Boy, you better run You better run Before you're shot down by that Six Shootin' Son of a Gun cin't no easy way out I'm in outlaw hunting grounds Guess I should've stayed in my lane I'd rather risk getting taken out like this Than work my 9-5 ball and chain Boy, you better run You better run Before you spend your last day under the sun Boy, you better run You better run Before you're shot down by that Six Shootin' Son of a Gun I took off running in a full on sprint Hindsight 20/20 should've taken the hint When he told me, stay away from that dusty bar Shots rang out right above my head I knew that outlaw wanted me dead cnd getting shot down tonight wasn't in the cards Boy, you better run You better run Before you spend your last day under the sun Boy, you better run You better run Before you're shot down by that Six Shootin' Son of a Gun Oh, you better run boy!