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Ole Lyrics - Artist : Chronic Future
I want to tell you a story about
A man named Slim Mgee A true blue gunslinger with a heart of gold That he wears out on his sleeve Slim would get in trouble Despite everywhere he go Look some fella Call him yellow Pistol poking at your throat He spoke in a cackle They won't know with his cockiness He's wanted all [?] for all of the obvious His red hair flaring when he fires his gun Good at heart A cowboy Having his share of fun And on the other hand Jim O Brian Is a tight fist Son a bitch Think he wanna kill you with a gun in a ditch He went all blatherin Stories of blood Braggin 'bout the Indian He had draggin' through the mud Cold hearted And he had a plan tonight Where he would kill Bubba Gumfrey Under cool moonlight It's the story of our lives Under western stars of danger Find a place to run and hide There's a new red-headed stranger Yes the showdown has arrived And there's gonna be some danger So we gather 'round the side And watch their last ten paces So Ole! Ole! Ole! Ole! Mad moons on the horizon Hi He Hi He Hi Ho Well Bubba Gumfrey was a stumpiant grump With a clumsy mumble And numbers up his hump Always thinkin' 'bout his business Printing images and texts He owned the largest printing press In all the wild west Made poor decisions with women And never had children of his own But always welcomed Slim into his home His latest lady lass didn't like Slim comin' round Always diggin' into questions 'Bout her past around the town Slim wasn't there when Bubba's body was found But mourned for days After he was buried underground On the other hand Last tossed thought of him into the well Fuckin' Jim O Brian One day after Bubba's funeral It's the story of our lives Under western stars of danger Find a place to run and hide There's a new red-headed stranger Yes the showdown has arrived And there's gonna be some danger So we gather 'round the side And watch their last ten paces So Ole! Ole! Ole! Ole! Mad moons on the horizon Hi He Hi He Hi Ho Ole! Ole! Ole! Ole! Mad moons on the horizon Hi He Hi He Hi Ho Slim found out Jim killed Bubba Jim was the last thing to spill into cover [?] Yes [?] runs thick in the western summer One man's cash is a dead man's brother Slim couldn't let him get away with this He went down to the bar where he always sits He walked in and said Jim I think we oughta go now They walked up on the street like There's gonna be a showdown! High noon the boys left the saloon And faced in the barren street Jim said Slim you better back on down 'Cause you won't win here with me And at that moment Slim shot his gun And said Death has come to get you I guess old Jim was quick on the draw But no match for Slim Mgee Ole! Ole! Ole! Ole! Mad moons on the horizon Hi He Hi He Hi Ho Ole! Ole! Ole! Ole! Mad moons on the horizon Hi He Hi He Hi Ho |
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