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Bachman-Turner Overdrive Freeways Shotgun Rider There was a man who owned a part of town Approached me in his saloon and asked me to sit down Was I unemployed or would I like a job He said he owned the stageline and there were men who liked to rob He offered me his daughter's hand, an advance of salary A fancy gun, a pair of boots, and a share in the company Now I ride shotgun on his stageline I ride shotgun on his life I ride shotgun on his money I ride shotgun on his wife Shotgun rider, shotgun rider, shotgun There were outlaws who waited on the trail For the stagecoach daily run with payrolls and the mail They spied our dust, and saddled up to ride They saw the worried driver with me sittin' at his side So they circled 'round the stagecoach it was their daily fun Until they saw the driver smile and spied my trusty gun We caught the outlaws and took them back to jail Sent for the county marshal and would not post a bail Sent 'em up the river. That sure cleaned up the town I was elected sheriff. The mayor asked me down I now own half the stageline and half the rest of town I go to chuch on Sunday. I think I've settled down |
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