Sittin' in that bar room cowboy hat was low. Brim of his hat was low just bout' as low as his drink could go. Hey bartender, won't you fill me up. Hey bartender, I ain't had enough. Well that bar-keep said to me you're three sheets in the wind. Think its time you head on out, don't come back here again. Get lost boy. Don't you come back again. Don't start no trouble now. You know you ain't my friend. That's when it all began.
You think cuz' you're tough you can win every fight. Drink all day raise hell all night. Oh them law men they want you dead or alive. Drink all day raise hell all night. What gives you the nerve, who gives you the right? Drink all day raise hell all night. Till' that mourning light.
He rode into the sunset he traveled near and far. His thoughts swift, his mind was fast, he rode em' though the night. He never had no troubles. No fear in sight. Well he's finally free from his whole way of life.
He laid down to rest underneath an old oak tree. Thinkin to himself nothin bad could happen to me. Here it comes, he's comin' down the road. Here comes the sheriff, to carry away his load.
You think cuz' you're tough you can win every fight. Drink all day raise hell all night. Oh them law men they want you dead or alive. Drink all day raise hell all night. What gives you the nerve, who gives you the right? Drink all day raise hell all night. Till' that mourning light.
Till that mourning Light(repeated until end)
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