Not a Jalapeno pepper cause I got more spice
A little more heat gonna burn so nice
Bet your ass that I'm hotter than a Vegas sun
Listen on up, this is how the west was won
Shot a' tequila gonna chase it with lime
Sundowns comin
Ain't gotta lotta time
If I had a dime for every crime I'd done
I'd buy a round for the house and cheers with everyone
Raise your glass
Listen to the band
Two step yourself to sleep
And dream of the promise land
We're heading in the mornin
So Don't forget your saddle
Tomorrow is the war
Tonight we're going to battle
These are the cards
Gotta play your hand
Pockets filling up with contraband
Only in town till my job is done
Listen on up, this is how the west was won
Been a wanted man since the age of 16
Running from the law who ain't never gonna catch me
If I had a dime for every bank job i done
I'd build a bank and share the loot with everyone
Raise your glass
Listen to the band
Two step yourself to sleep
And dream of the promise land
We're heading in the mornin
So Don't forget your saddle
Tomorrow is the war
Tonight we're doing battle
Holster your gun
Pour me a glass
We're here for fun
So shake your ass