Intro
Verse 1
I Think We Ran Out Of Gunpowder
Oh, Things Keep Goin' Up In Smoke
There Ain't Much Law And Order Around Here
Gotta Make Justice On Your Own
Pass The Whiskey's At An All-Time High
Without Gettin' Drunk, It's Hard Gettin' By
Maybe I Should Go Grab My .45
And Go Down To The Bank
Chorus
And Say, "Put Your Hands Up
Where I Can See 'Em"
"Man, Put That Money In The Bag, Goddammit, I Don't Mean To Be Rude"
I'd Take The First Stagecoach Out To [?]
If I Was An Outlaw
Hell, That's What I'd Do
Verse 2
Life Ain't What It Used To Be
Wish You Could Swing By The Saloon
Grab A Couple Shots With Your Boys
Without Anyone Shootin' You
Heard Tales Of The Legends Of West
We Need 'Em On Back Here To Clean Up This Mess
Hell, Maybe I'll Go Grab My Six-Iron
And Head Into Town
Chorus
And Say, "Put Your Hands Up
Where I Can See 'Em"
"Man, Put That Money In The Bag, Goddammit, I Don't Mean To Be Rude"
I'd Take The First Stagecoach Out To [?]
If I Was An Outlaw
Hell, That's What I'd Do
Outro
If I Was An Outlaw
Hell, That's What I'd Do
If I Was An Outlaw
Hell, That's What I'd Do
