When cowboy Larry comes to town
Nobody wants to push him down
He might be looking not so good
But if you stick then he will shoot
His wanted name is everywhere
To everyone he throws a scare
And Sheriffs put their jails on lock
To run away from painful shock
Chorus:
Well it’s a cowboy Larry, Larry
Don’t make him hurry, honey
When he shoots mother fuckers
Anyway he goes!
All people say he’s a maniac
If you’re alive it must be luck
No one could ever deal with him
Who even tried was then obscene
The rumors fly, he hit the moon
He raced someday and saw its loom
The riffle clicked inside his hands
One shot was heard-the moon was dead
You’ll think it’s false it isn’t true
But I saw him like I could do
I met him once in old saloon
He stood alone right in the gloom
He drunk something and made short glance
How easily my years passed
His bullet pierced my heart so quick
I fell down dead, he paid his drink