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