David and Uriah were the best of pals
Infamous robbers
Who bankrupted towns
One night while celebrating, drinkin', snortin' their coin
They cut and shook each others hands
And bound their souls with blood
There goes the robbers
Stealin' and killin' just for fun
They love to see their names in the papers
And ride their steeds away in the sun
Another town goes down, the fellas fill their pockets full
They celebrate again
Drinking, dancin' like fools
When in walks a woman, with long shining hair
Boots of Spanish leather
And a cunning, daring stare
Uriah doesn't hesitate, a drink to get her name
And David sips his whiskey while his blood boils with rage
There goes the robbers
Forgetting the promise that they made
Though they've spent a lifetime making money
Their sins are yet to be paid
Her name was Jezebel had a fire in her eyes,
An alluring, crooked smile,
And a soul as black as night
She sent Uriah for her wine, and waved David to come,
She whispered in his ear
"My heart is yours if he is gone"
Upon his return, David pulled his .38
Shot his friend between the eyes
In hopes to earn his mate
But as he turned around, she sticks him with a knife, she says,
"Thanks for the money babe, but I'm nobody's wife"
There goes the robbers
Buried in the towns from which they came
Let this be a lesson
There will always be a woman better at your game