Wild West was so wild...
Got a six gun shooter
On the fields I roam
Just need fire and beans
To make my home
I been runnin' mustangs
Down from San Anton'
Run into some trouble
'round ol' Driscoll
This here fella
It seems he wants the gold
But this here gold is mine to hold
You have to remember my child
The wild west was frickin' wild
Go...
They say nothin's easy
And I think they're right
Shot my last bullet
And now it's a knife fight
The saloon's in shambles
The whores just look on
This here is a bad man
That I've come upon
Grabbed a chair
But then he slipped and fell
The rest for him did not go well
You have to remember my child
It wasn't only wearing cowboy styles
You had to ride for miles and miles
Through a west that was so frickin' wild
Wild!
I know it may have been awhile
But you must remember my child
It wasn't for the meek and mild
You needed lots of grits and guile
You need to remember my child
The wild west was frickin' wild
Wild!