The Badlands

From toil and trouble
You were born,
Dirty little cowboy
Hands callous…worn.

Live your days searching
Ride alone
Rough Rider Cowboy
Has no home.

Rough Rider, Rough Rider — Bring it on
Rough Rider, Rough Rider – Shoot, before the thrill is gone.

Make em beg
Make em plead
Rough Rider stands
While they’re on their knees.

Shake em down
Stand your ground
Rough Rider glares
Before firing the round.

Rough Rider, Rough Rider — Bring it on
Rough Rider, Rough Rider — Shoot, before the thrill is gone.

Look at their eyes
Such a big surprise
Rough Rider laughs
Watches you die.

Rough Rider, Rough Rider — Bring it on
Rough Rider, Rough Rider — Shoot, before the thrill is gone.

Rough Rider, Rough Rider — Bring it on
Rough Rider, Rough Rider — Shoot, before the thrill is gone.

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