Remind me to tell you
Bout the old silver miner
Name of hard rock pete
Had his house built on a slope
They say one of his legs
Lived in calico
Ther s a rumour going round
That the other lived in hope
So i walked in the room
And i stopped
I turned around
And looked over my shoulder
And a voice close beside me said
You d better watch your head
The party s over
It wasn t long before
The waitress came over and said
Can i freshen up your drink
And have you heard of these boys
And if you feel included
To buy some cowboy boots
Well it s not that bad
We can talk above the noise
So i sucked on my beer
Shut my eyes
And tried to listen to the words
I know i missed the meaning
But the message
Was something i d already heard
Johnny ringo s voice
Is getting deeper
And now he s going to put
Another lock on the door
The night is getting later
My head is getting lighter
The mood is getting darker
Tequila s being poured
So i smile
At the old gunslinger
In his frame on the wall
As he pushed back his hat
And it s all coming back
I d cut a long story short
But it s much too late for that
Somebody stole my guitar
They took it from
The back seat of my car
I was sleeping in memphis
In my hotel room
And somebody stole my guitar
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