Текст песни Packin' a Pistol

When I go to town See the pretty ladies One bad pony I sit up High upon and I ride Shoot the target in your sight Kick the tiger, he's going to bite The sheriff has got a posse I believe we should fight for what we Have They're not quick on the draw In the south you're called ice cold Steel Show the beggars how to get up and Fight Packing a pistol, perpetually blood Pumping Finally fulfilling a final fate I'm attacking for the attention Because I'm packin' Just when I'm in town Find my ancient queen Get those long lost what's mine Shoot the target in your sights Kicking the tiger, he's going to bite And the sheriff has got a posse I believe we should fight for what we Have They're not quick on the draw In the south you're called ice cold Steel Show the beggars how to get up and Fight Packing a pistol, perpetually blood Pumping Finally fulfilling a final fate