| Lyrics: | Well I been a-ridin' shotgun on the Houston-Dallas stage
I got me a sawed-off hogleg, twenty is
the number guage
I'd shoot anybody that would try to stop this ride
A lot of outlaws tried
it, a lot of outlaws died
Shotgun rider, Shotgun rider, Shotgun rider, Shotgun
rider
I was sheriff down in Austin a long, long time ago
A hangin' judge was a-my
best friend and he never let a poor soul go
I left that town for a better job a-ridin' on this
stage
Shootin' outlaws with this gun is how I won my fame
Shotgun rider, Shotgun
rider, Shotgun rider, Shotgun rider
You can ask anybody north of the Rio Grande
If
they don't want no trouble, don't truck with the shotgun man
'Cause I got an itchy finger and I
got an eagle's eye
I can spot a desperado with trail dust in my eyes
Shotgun rider,
Shotgun rider, Shotgun rider, Shotgun rider
Well I been a-ridin' shotgun on the
Houston-Dallas stage
I got me a sawed-off hogleg, twenty is the number guage
I'd shoot
anybody that would try to stop this ride
A lot of outlaws tried it, a lot of outlaws
died
Shotgun rider, Shotgun rider, Shotgun rider, Shotgun rider |
