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