We've been ridin' all night just to get here

Don't you be throwin' us out so soon

Across the whole damn south, we come out

Now we got some drinkin' to do



We've been stuck on the range for forty-five days

And that's a long long time

We ain't leavin' this place 'til there's a smile on our face

And the whole room is a friend of mine



So won't you line 'em all up, slide 'em all down

Let's hear the jukebox roll

We've been livin' on bacon and beans

Playin' the Jacks and the Queens

But we're still got some money to blow



And if the times ain't wild enough

We dig our spurs in to make 'em jump

We're ridin' shutgun with the devil

We're the buckeroos



My name is Gideon Tanner, bein' a man of good math

I won't dance 'til the ladies ask me

I simply tip my hat, I smile and sit back

And then I wait for that friendly stampede



Started dancin' so tight that this girl turned white

I thought she might be passin' away

I said now don't let me down 'cause when I hit this town

I got to live my whole life in a day



So wont you line 'em all up, slide 'em all down

Let's hear the jukebox ro-oll

We've beeb livin' on bacon and beans

Playin' the Jacks and the Queens

But we still got some money to blow



And if the times ain't wild enough

We dig our spurs in to make 'em jump

We're ridin' shotgun with the devil

We're the buckeroos



And if the times ain't wild enough

We dig our spurs in to make 'em jump

We're ridin' shotgun with the devil

We're the buckeroos

We're ridin' shotgun... (shotgun, shotgun) with the devil

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