Showdown Songtext
von Josh Ottum
Showdown Songtext
Guntote, gunsmoke, holiday. Trick the people with a parade.
Outlaws, freedom, free at last
Pilgrim, pill, grim, what′s yer name? History, oh shucks, not handmade.
Laughter doesn't rhyme with slaughter but it could if you got rid of the ′S.'
Outlaws, freedom, free at last.
Outlaws, freedom, free at last
Pilgrim, pill, grim, what′s yer name? History, oh shucks, not handmade.
Laughter doesn't rhyme with slaughter but it could if you got rid of the ′S.'
Outlaws, freedom, free at last.
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