| Some cowboys were a ridin',
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| Ridin' on the range,
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| The grass was overgrazed there,
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| And spotted like some mange.
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| The buffalo they all were dead there
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| The trees they all were through,
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| And if they saw some Injuns,
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| They would kill them too.
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| West or bust in God we trust,
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| Let’s rape, let’s kill, let’s steal.
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| We can almost justify anything we feel.
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| I’m climbin up that ladder now,
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| More brownie points for me.
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| I’ll work my way to Jesus, just you wait and see.
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| Said one cowboy to another,
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| I think it would be nice,
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| If we could take the Injuns,
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| and convert them all to Christ.
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| See they are all disgusting,
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| And bringing me great pain,
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| And if they don’t believe me,
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| We’ll put a bullet in their brains.
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| West or bust in God we trust,
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| Let’s rape, let’s kill, let’s steal.
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| We can almost justify anything we feel.
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| I’m climbin up that ladder now,
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| More brownie points for me.
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| I’ll work my way to Jesus, just you wait and see.
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| I am always shouting,
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| When I go outside,
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| That people should repent now,
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| Or they are going to die.
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| My motives are all selfish,
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| I’m a cannon brimmed with powder,
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| If people don’t believe me,
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| I’ll just beat them, and yell louder.
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| West or bust in God we trust,
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| Let’s rape, let’s kill, let’s steal.
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| We can almost justify anything we feel.
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| I’m climbin up that ladder now,
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| More brownie points for me.
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| I’ll work my way to Jesus, just you wait and see. |