The Good, The Bad, and The Beautiful
You Me And Iowa
From the edge of town, his spurs rang jing-a-ling,
And sent a shock with every dust-cloud step he strode.
It's best not to be frightened, as I am,
I'm still not shivering, my boots aren't shuffling.
Staring at a man down the road,
quick gunshot shattering, that sound is deafening.
Why'd you call me out?
'cause I'd like to know...
Why'd you call me out?
What gave you the right?!
What gives me the right?!
I'm not gonna take you there tonight!
'cause I don't have the right...
Through the swinging doors, the music ceased to sound.
Damsels clung to banisters--all eyes to ground.
He said, where can I find me a drink,
in this unholy, wicked, god-forsaken town?
He gave the cowered company my name,
he had a bone to pick, a score worth settling.
What do you think I am?
'cause I'd like to know...
Why'd you call me out?
What gave you the right?!
What gives me the right?!
I'm not gonna take you there tonight!
'cause I don't have the right...
about-face, turn & draw...
I'm not gonna make this!
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