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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
From First to Last
From First to Last
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Derek Bloom
Derek Bloom
Composer
Matt Good
Matt Good
Composer
Jon Weisberg
Jon Weisberg
Composer
Travis Richter
Travis Richter
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Lee Dyess
Lee Dyess
Producer

Lyrics

I break hearts like the west was won
(They call me the rattlesnake)
Baby, I look like an outlaw
(Like an outlaw, baby)
Play poker all day at the saloon
(You cheating bastard)
I'll get you in the saddle soon, oh yeah
We won't back down
(bang, bang, guns go bang)
From a fight
(bang, bang, guns go bang)
90 paces west
(bang, bang, guns go bang)
At noon we draw to, we draw to death
We draw to death
We draw to death
We draw to death
We draw to death, oh yeah
There was a man from way back west
(Desperado ain't got shit on me)
He took 12 rounds straight to the chest
(That's two six-shooters to be exact)
At night this town remains awake
(For they keep their eyes wide open)
In terror of the rattlesnake
I bite it, but I don't light it
(This town ain't big enough for the both of us)
I'll use the rope and I'll ride her
*(I'll rip that ass)
Two barrels and a whole lot of bang
And when I'm done with it,
This town will never be the same
Can I touch your legs?
Do I make you sweat?
Written by: Derek Bloom, Jon Weisberg, Matt Good, Travis Richter
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