Colonel Abrams
Colonel Abrams - Speculation lyrics
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Who's got the stuff that made the Wild West wild? Who pleases every woman, man and child? Who does his best to give the customers a thrill? (Who?) Colonel Buff'lo Bill Who's got the show that gets the most applause? Five hundred Indians and fifty squaws Ten feature acts and there's the special feature still (Who?) Colonel Buff'lo Bill Did you ever see a cowboy rope a steer? (No, we haven't) Or an Indian with feathers throw a spear? (No, we haven't ) Or a marksman shoot an earring from an ear? (No, we haven't) Did you ever see a hold up? (No, sir ) Then gather closer And let me give you some of the atmosphere Introducing the worlds greatest sharp shooter, Mr. Frant Butler The hour is midnight and all is still We see the stagecoach climbing up a hill Going along a mountain trail, carrying passengers and mail Never suspecting danger as they roll along The watchful driver is in his seat His trusty rifle lying at his feet Some of the passengers inside seem to be dozing as they ride Never suspecting there is something really wrong Suddenly there's a shout (What is it all about?) What is it all about you ask? It's Indians (Indians) Indians (Indians) Very notable, cut your throatable, Indians (Indians) Just when they've taken everyone by force Who makes an entrance on a big white horse? Who starts a' shootin' till there's no one left to kill (General Grant?) No, Colonel Buff'lo Bill Who's got the stuff that made the Wild West wild? Who pleases every woman, man and child? Who does his best to give the customers a thrill? Colonel Buff'lo Bill