I just might have to pump you, full of lead.
When my ole equestrian takes a disliking,
He'll be mighty hard to live with, if you ain't dead.
I'll saddle up, and go on moseying,
I'll get the hell right, out of Dodge.
And if that ole sheriff comes a sniffin,
I'll be sure to slop him, like a bunch of hogs.
Don't hang my horse because he's shaggy,
I'll go and pump you, full of lead.
My ole shaggy horse, will commence to chuckling,
And won't remember, a thing I said.