Red Dead (Red Dead Redemption)

On top of my horse is how I ride
I got my six gun shooter strapped right to my side
When I'm coming to town you'd be wise to leave
Cause I got gun slingin' notoriety
Itchy on the trigger and I'm running from the law
And you'll never be faster when it comes to quick draw
So you better watch your back, do you feel lucky punk?
Can't move too fast, cause my horse is drunk
price on my head, are you making a bid
I'll take out your whole crew like Billy the Kid
Take your best shot but you'll probably miss me,
I be swerving side to side, drinking too much whiskey
And the sand in my boots is making me think 
I should probably take a shower, cause I'm starting to stink
I'm a hardcore cowboy in the wild wild west,
But none of that Will Smith [bad word]  I [bad word] come correct.

Chorus
  I'm a cowboy (In the wild, wild west)
  Don't mention (In the wild, wild west)
  Redemption (In the wild, wild west)
  to me, (In the wild, wild west)
  I'm a cowboy (In the wild, wild west)
  Don't mention (In the wild, wild west)
  Redemption (In the wild, wild west)
  Just Bleed. Red Dead.

I'm a Cowboy baby, best recognize
To join the goldrush, I had to go Westside
two gun slinging, with my posse on my back,
Old dusty [bad word] boots, and a ten gallon hat
Stop by brothels, cause the girls are perky
And for breakfast, lunch, and dinner, I be eating beef jerky
Chasing down bandits, and roping up cattle
My [bad word] is blistering, from bouncing in the saddle
Up in my sleeve I always carry the ace
If I found Lady Gaga, I'd poke her face
Too many Beans, now I'm starting to Burp
But I'm faster on the trigger than Wyatt Earp
Keep one eye open when I sleep at night
Got my rifle, pistol, shotgun, a whip and my Knife 
Too much sun, I have leathery skin,
I'm more tan than an Indian

Chorus.

Every girl in town wants to hug me
Some are good, some are bad, some are butt [bad word] ugly
I'm the outlaw, like the dirty dozen
Can't keep a girlfriend, wasn't into my cousin
Like Josey Wales, I live my life on the run
Hunt for my dinner, punch bears for fun
Collecting the horses and making them tame
Slow you down right quick with my dead eye aim
And then it's click click boom like Doc Holiday
You try to take me out, I'll take your life away
Gun slinging, death bringing, straight pistoleer
Poppin' caps, dirt naps, wild west frontier
You best be sure you know the undertaker
I'm keeping him in business with my colt peacemaker
And leaving you breathless with a hole in your head
My mission is redemption and you're straight Red Dead

Chorus (x2)