Drop dead
The dust is burning your eyes
While you stumble under the sky
In this moment you look up at him
As your blood is flowing down your chin
You say mercy to this man
He looks down at you and says
You brought thison yourself so understand
That I'm pretty good
Pretty good at dueling
Should listened it when I spoke
I told you I'd be back
Be back
With a pistol and a flask
Should of held your tongue and watched your mouth round me
Ill be back
Be back
With a pistol and a flask
Now your dying on the ground because of me
This is how the west was won
Greedy hands under the sun
Should of played your cards and had a few
Without getting out your gun to duel
You say mercy this man
Looks down at you and says
You brought thison yourself so understand
That I'm pretty good
Pretty good at dueling
Should of listened it when I spoke
I told you I'd be back
Be back
With a pistol and a flask
You should of watched your mouth and held your tongue round me
Ill be back
Be back
With a pistol and a flask
Now you're dying on the ground because of me
He said
I'll be damned
If I let you talk down to me
Be a man
And grab your guns
Just understand
Only one will recover
So take your stand
And wait for the final command
Someone will drop dead
Someone will drop dead
Someone will drop dead
Someone will drop dead