Paroles de Boot Hill

Look up on the wall baby, hand me down my shootin' iron Look up on the wall baby, hand me down my shootin' iron Call your mother long distance, tell her to expect your body home If the city don't bury you baby, Lord knows the county will If the city don't bury you baby, Lord knows the county will You've made your last mistake, you're goin' way out on that Boot Hill Lord, I don't wanna whacks you darlin', 'cause you gave me my first thrill Lord, I don't wanna whacks you baby, 'cause you gave me my first thrill You did me so wrong, you're goin' way out on that Boot Hill