How The West Was Won

Down Main Street of a little southern town.
The whiskey flowed, the rooster crowed.
There's trouble going down.
'Till the morning comes around (comes around).

But I am just a traveler passing by.
I've been this way, it was yesterday.
The smoke risin' in the sky.
And the whiskey bottles piled high (piling high).

I don't want to leave you lonely.
But I know exactly what I have to do.
Get out of this town and get far away from you.

Down Main Street of a little southern town.
The outlaws ride, one of them died.
There's trouble going down.
'Till the morning comes around (comes around).

But I am just a traveler passing through.
I've been this way, it was yesterday.
That the trouble did ensue.
There was nothing I could do (nothing to do).

I don't want to leave you, darling.
But you know, baby, that I must be traveling on.
I'll miss you, will you miss me when I'm gone.

The twister touches down in Arkansas.
Through farms and fields, the twister wields.
It's deadly killing claw.
Like none you've ever saw (none that you saw).

But I am just a traveler on the run.
I tried to ride, both far and wide.
But there in the Texas sun
I saw the lawman's gun (saw the gun).

Somewhere east of Oklahoma

My journey ended in the land of the rising sun.

That's the whole story, that's how the west was won.