Once the old drunk man
Dropped into Saloon
He stood in front of barmen
And said -"Gimme the finest whiskey
that you have in that shit hole, boy".
Barman felt insulted,
Roughly he replied:
-"You better watch your language,
it's not to hard to die"
Behind his back a bunch of bandits
Unfolded their knifes
The Old man leaned across a table
And he said
Those like you I ate for Breakfast
Those like you I skinned alive
Then he took his old peacemaker
And shot barman to the eye
Whole saloon went upside down
Chairs and dishes flew in the air
I may look old and drunk as hell
But don't you try to mess with me
Five bullets left,
It's more than enough to kill
The burning whiskey
Makes shaking hands hard as steel
Now the last man down
with broken bottle in his throat
that funny trick he learned from times of war.
Wild old drunk man
Wild old drunk man
Armed and skilled
Most wanted
Wild old drunk man
Wild old drunk man
That Devil's smile
Most wanted
Those like you he skinned for Breakfast
Those like you he ate alive
Then he took his old peacemaker
And turned whole place into shooting ground
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