Last Man Standing


aLow-down saloon, it’s high noon for some straight-shootin’ guys.
She’s got a price on her head ‘n’ every man knows why.
[Yeehaa] Wham-bang! Thankyou ma’am – blink-of-a-glintin’ eye
she’s ridin’ bare-back – hips grindin’ cowgirl style.

Hired hands ‘n’ hired guns to my left and right.
I’m the last man standing ‘n’ flashing more than my smile.
She’s got her 44s out, that’s a helluva sight!
I’m the last man standing where’s she bin all my life?

Yeah we’re goin’ great guns, we both know it’s show time!
I’m the last man standing and she’ll be mine all mine/night.
Nothin’ lasts forever, but you can bet your life.
that I’m the last man standing:

Want her head or I’ll die.

Cross ‘er palm with silver tongue, she’ll melt y’heart for a dime.
Head over heels in debt I’m lookin’ for a free ride.
(All) ma blood, sweat ‘n’ tears, already paid a high price,
can’t live on – bread alone – so put the champagne on ice.

PRE-CHORUS

Yeah we’re goin’ great guns, we’re both fannin’ the fire.
I’m the last man standing she’s every man’s desire.
Nothin’ lasts forever, nothin’s ever sure-fire,
but I’m the last man standing:

I’d just ridden in from outta town
‘n’ she was lookin’ for a place to get her head down.
‘cos there were shots all round in the Last Chance Saloon
‘n’ she flashed me a smile so I asked for a room.
I’d gotta fistful of dollars. I’d gotta wicked whip hand.
For a few dollars more she said she’d take it like a man.
Y’understand? Aow

SOLO

I ain’t firin’ blanks!

I call the shots, G marks her spot, helpless her hands are tied.
A white pearl necklace smile ‘n’ dollars in her eyes.
Cock suckin’ whore, she wants more, but that ain’t no surprise.
(We’re) gonna: eat, drink and ball – maybe tomorrow we’ll die.

PRE-CHORUS

Yeah we’re goin’ great guns, shootin’ stars in the sky!
I’m the last man standing it’s like the fourth of July!
Nothin’ lasts forever, although God knows I try,
I am the last man standing:

So lady: Ride for your life! Hahahaha.

©18.12.2012 Andrew Robert Chapman

‘cos there were shots all round in the shady saloon
aLast-chance saloon, it’s high noon for some straight-shootin’ guys.
Nothin’ lasts forever, no matter how wild the ride.
Nothin’ lasts forever, no matter how free the ride.
Sweet carnivore, she wants more, but that ain’t no surprise.
(We’re) gonna: eat, drink and whore/love – maybe tomorrow we’ll die.
For my blood, sweat ‘n’ tears, already paid a high price,
All my blood, sweat ‘n’ tears, already paid a high price,
I’m the last man standing but the first in the fight.
I’m the last man standing ‘cos my fistin’s right.


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