Lyrics:
like the spring in a .45 colt pistol
Know the initials I gleam like a coke crystal
With most fickle, too serious to joke with you
Weak lungs was too
A worn leather Bible
Sits safe in the bag on his saddle
A shiny Colt pistol on his side
Wide brimmed hat blocks the sun
And he rides
Yippee kay
fuck ICE
Colder then a eskimo
Colt pistols, cut slice
Yoke you in Chicago hoe
Mexico, México coming with the deadly blow
Crackers get addicted 'cause
I'm like the spring in a .45 colt pistol
Know the initials I gleam like a coke crystal
With most fickle, too serious to joke with you
Weak lungs was
Ticket in my pocket and the cash in my shoe
I only need a couple bucks
Baby i got something to do
See that old colt pistol
In the case beside the crystal
drinking, finish that Colt 45
Pistol whip your liver
Need it clear I'll make it crystal
Vodka with a spritzer
Strong arm needed for you to get the bigger
wont you please pray for my soul
I'll take my rider baby, run up and down the track
My colt 45 pistol run up your back
Mother mother marry, don't
and moccasins,
louder than
a horn a pair of .44
Colt Dragoon pistols
in his belt, backward:
the Missouri spook
light, first seen on
the Trail of Tears: oh what is
There's ghosts of horsemen dusty free
A gang of four ride into town and bail up Jerilderie
I see Colt revolving pistols
And banknotes hit the bar
A letter
The Mission Is To Revolt
crmed With One Pistol: Colt
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Tearing Down!
Tear Down The Corps
Burn Them Down!
Bring Down
the devil's right hand
The devil's right hand, the devil's right hand
Mama says the pistol is the devil's right hand
My first pistol was a cap and ball Colt
strike them when
They expect the least
This silenced pistol is a Colt 45
Enough bullets to send the
Strongest motherfuckers to die
I'll stay in the getaway
you aint know it, now you know it
All this shii, bitch I own it
Colt 45, when I slide, pistol totin bacc to bacc
Money blowin, racc fo racc
Grab
as Billy Dee when he
Sneak his pistols in
Like Colt 45 it works every time
Vinnie out there drinking on that
(that's right)
I know they out there thinking
From the hunters
Chasing me
The love pistol
You're like a
Colt 45
Cock and loaded
And I'm the target
Love pistol
Trying to
Keep out
Of your way
But
About the time that Daddy left to fight the big war
I saw my first pistol in the general store
In the general store, when I was thirteen
Thought
was the devil's right hand
My very first pistol was a cap and ball Colt
Shoot as fast as lightnin' but it loads a mite slow
Loads a mite slow
the devil's right hand
My very first pistol was a cap and ball Colt
Shoot as fast as lightnin' but it loads a mite slow
Loads a mite slow and soon I found
was the devil's right hand
My very first pistol was a cap and ball Colt
Shoot as fast as lightnin' but it loads a mite slow
Loads a mite slow
About the time that Daddy left to fight the big war
I saw my first pistol in the general store
In the general store, when I was thirteen
Thought
About the time that Daddy left to fight the big war
I saw my first pistol in the general store
In the general store, when I was thirteen
Thought
the pistol is the devil's right hand
My very first pistol was a cap and ball Colt
Shoot as fast as lightnin' but she loads a might slow
Loads a might
says the pistol is the devil's right hand
Me very first pistol was a cap and ball Colt
Shoots as fast as lightnin' but it loads a might slow
It
About the time that daddy left to fight the big war
I saw my first pistol in the general store
In the general store, when I was thirteen
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