The Violent Husbands - Shooting at the natives lyrics
rate meBack in 1918 he appeared on the silvern western screen
A one man cavalry
The meanest ever seen
Lack of friends and family had driven him into insanity
Shoot your gun empty boy
At the natives
He rode the back of a buffalo
While shooting crap with his lasso
In a roadhouse barn
In the middle of the prairy
Didn’t care if he lost or won
Dead or alive, he just had to shoot his gun
Shoot your gun empty boy
At the natives
Ooh, poor cowboy
Shoot your gun empty boy
At the natives
No pleasantry could set him free
No Orleans hooker no rhumlaced tea
No rootin’ tootin’ snip snorting good times
Trainrobbing gave no satisfaction
None of that hardboiled cowboy action
No pillaging or lootin’
Just shooting at the natives
As the sun stood high
But it came down in a while
In the corner of his sleeping eyes
He saw another paradise
So he went inside
And as he was sitting there
Laughing with the girls
Sitting on his lap
The barkeep is a smilin’
Another whishey double back
Some cowboys in the background
Shake hands and have a chat
While the band is going crazy...
Singing, dancing, pulling skirts
Conversating with nice words
Life is worth it
Share another sigaret
With a woman in your bed
Until he wakes up
In the dirt
Life is mean
It was just a dream
Like the westerns on the silvern sreen
Ooh poor cowboy
Poor one man cavalry
The US now is nice and clean
No more Indians
Just a Hollywood scene
Thanks to our tragic hero
A one man cavalry
Ooh poor cowboy
Shoot your gun empty boy
At the natives
Ooh poor cowboy
He shot his gun for us
