The Good, The Bad & The Beautiful

The Good, The Bad & The Beautiful
From the edge of town his spurs rang jing-a-ling.
Sent a shock with every dust cloud step he strode.
It's best not to be frightened as I am,
I'm still not shivering,
My boots aren't shuffling.
Staring at a man down the road,
quick gunshot shattering,
the sound is deafening.

Why'd you call me out?
Cause I'd like to know
Why'd you call me out?
What gave you the right?
What gives me the right?
I'm not gonna take you there tonight,
Cause I don't have the right...
Through the swinging doors, the music ceased to sound.
Damsels clung to banisters all eyes to ground.
He said "Where can I find me a drink, in this unholy, wicked, godforsaken town?"
He gave the cowered company my name.
He had a bone to pick, a score worth settling.
What do you think I am?
Cause I'd like to know,
Why'd you call me out?
What gave you the right?
What gives me the right?
I'm not gonna take you there tonight,
Cause I don't have the right...
No!
About faced, turn and draw,
About faced, turn and draw!
I'm not gonna make this!
I'm not gonna make this!
I'm not gonna make this!
I'm not gonna make this!
Yeah!