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a light
And I wondered where
And I wondered why
There'd be a loss of life
Down here tonight

Down on Western Ford Gateway
That's a place where
the way
Colt Ford is pumpin' got the girls all jumpin'

I’d rather be lucky than good,
Tough than pretty,
Rockin' in the country than rolling in
Thank y'all, how y'all doin'? Yeh, my names Colt Ford
I just came here to do a little song for y'all,
'Bout where I come from, the way I see it
I
Big tall man standing in the street
Gun hanging on by his side
Just one man that he'd like to meet
That's when I began to hide

I recognized him from
Big tall man standing in the street
Gun hanging on by his side
Just one man that he'd like to meet
That's when I began to hide

I recognized him
had a pretty good life
      As an old blue Ford

The original engine
Still runs like a colt--
Although it's lost some compression,
And it's
to earn your keep, 
But in a hard days work, get a good nights sleep,

I know some of y'all think Colt's kinda odd, 
But I'm loud, proud and country by
heard a noise 
And as he turned his head 
Well, the bullet killed him dead 
Fired by Bob Ford, one of the boys 

Poor Jesse had a wife 
She lived
From a town known as Wheeling, West Virginia 
Rode a boy with a six gun in his hand 
And his daring life of crime 
Made him a legend in his time
the liquor to myself
Got a little wealth so I gotta thank the Lord,
Couldn't do it by myself, got some help from Colt Ford
Now we in a Ford, and we travel
and West of the Rio Grande

Well he started with a bank in Colorado
In the pocket of his vest, a Colt he hid
And his age and his size took the teller by
From a town known as Wheeling, West Virginia 
Rode a boy with a six gun in his hand 
And his daring life of crime 
made him a legend in his time
yee-haw and then we saddle up

You thought your boy Colt Ford was just a country clown
That bails hay all day and don't know how to get down
Ain't none
conflicting questions rise around my brain
Should I order cyanide or order champagne
Oh, what is this sudden jolt
I feel like a frightened colt
Just hit by
night I get to play music
For the greatest fans in the whole wide world
And I'm a keep on doin' what Colt Ford does
Cause that's all I know how to do
day in the county of Clay
And came from the solitary race

Jesse had a wife to mourn all her life
They laid Jesse James in his grave
would rather walk

Dearie, life was cheery
In the good old days gone by
Do you remember

Uh huh!
Well if you remember
Well?
Well, Dearie, you're
I have seen where the wolf has slept by the silver stream.
I can tell by the mark he left, you were in his dream.
Ah child of countless trees, ah
Howard
Has laid ol' Jesse James in his grave

It was Robert Ford, the dirty little coward
And I wonder how he feels
For he slept in Jesse's bed and he
at Kittyhawk
But take it from me I would rather walk

Dearie, life was cheery
In the good old days gone by
Do you remember

Uh huh!

Well if you
a tree and swing rope to rope
Take a sled and slide down the slope, 
Into these arms of mine

You can jump on a speedy colt, 
Cross the border in
would rather walk

Dearie, life was cheery
In the good old days gone by
Do you remember

Uh huh!
Well if you remember
Well?
Well, Dearie, you're
It was back in '32 when times were hard
He had a Colt forty-five and a deck of cards
Stagger Lee 

He wore rat-drawn shoes and an old stetson hat
Oh, the thief of life
Moved onwards and outwards to love

In a one-stop only motel
A storm bangs on the cheapest room
The phantom slips in to spill
conflicting questions rise
Around in my brain
Should I order cynanide or order champagne?

Oh, what is this sudden jolt?
I feel like a frightened colt
Just hit