Yeah, hey, I've seen the Bad Lands

I've held a whirlwind in my hand

Slept in the center

Whiskey has washed away the sand, yeah



Gamblers who cheated and sheriffs who lied

The last thing they saw from the death that they died

Was my Smokin' 45, my smokin' 45



Ten thousand dollars, that's what I'm worth dead or alive

Six loaded chambers, ten men rode up not one survived

They got my name on the telegraph wire

Dead men's faces and a gun that's for hire



Gamblers who cheated and Sheriffs who lied

The last thing they saw from the death that they died

Was my smokin' 45, my smokin' 45, yeah



I'm riding south to the Mexico line

Posse behind me  and they're making good time

Men with vendetta's, who shouldn't have tried

To reach for quick fame with a gun at their side



Against my smokin' 45, my smokin' 45, my smokin' 45

I'm talking about my smokin' 45



My smokin' 45, smokin' 45, smokin' 45



Gonna get you, can depend my friend

Gonna get you, dead or alive

My smokin', smokin', smokin' 45, yeah