Riding on the range With his six gun at his side He's heading into town With a sneer he can't hide Doesn't wanna fight But a fight he will find Nothing up his sleeve Cause he ain't the cheating kind High in the saddle he heads into battle One bullet is all that he brings He hushes the room when he walks in saloons And everyone sings
Sleeping 'neath the stars With a wary open eye A cactus for a pillow He can hear the coyote's cry He doesn't need no woman No partner at his side A loner and a rambler With that outlaw pride High in the saddle he heads into battle One bullet is all that he brings He hushes the room when he walks in saloons And everyone sings