Nobody ever talked about him again As a matter of respect But whoever wins with honour Has him as a model of life
The ones who felt the strongest had to lower their eyes in front of his look, The ones who humbly spent their life Gained his respect
Cowboy from hell We don’t pray to believe Rise up from hell For our deliverance Cowboy from hell Take this chalice of wine And forget about our red blood
Few people dared to laugh about him Without knowing that he fucked their women. If he gave you a bag of gold It was not to have it back
But if you tried to steal only one coin You’d have remembered for ever about him ‘Cause of the round fire mark He’d put on your forhead.
Cowboy from hell We don’t pray to believe Rise up from hell For our deliverance Cowboy from hell Take this chalice of wine And forget about our red blood
Nobody talks about him anymore Someone says that he’s looking for hell Because if the devil exists Cowboy from Hell will trick him too