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six gun pete
six gun pete rode in to town he went for guns but his pants fell down
shot himself in the foot with his face covered in soot
the people laughed at poor old pete to see the holes in his feet
pete he limped in to the bar across the street not to far
there he saw the sheriff and he began to burp
do you know who i am my name is wyatt twirp
pete he sat down and had a bite to eat
looking at his boots and the holes still in his feet
pete he just waited till the sun went down
mouted up his horse and rode on out of the town.
shot himself in the foot with his face covered in soot
the people laughed at poor old pete to see the holes in his feet
pete he limped in to the bar across the street not to far
there he saw the sheriff and he began to burp
do you know who i am my name is wyatt twirp
pete he sat down and had a bite to eat
looking at his boots and the holes still in his feet
pete he just waited till the sun went down
mouted up his horse and rode on out of the town.
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