Deranged Desperado

When he was a young boy, he got his first gun
A gift from a father to his beloved son
All day he used to play, shooting bottles and cans
Crippled the poor dog and made the chickens dance
By the time he was eighteen, he'd already been to jail
When reached the age of twenty, they dropped him out on bail

He became a desperado
A trigger-happy man
A deranged desperado
Kicking ass like no one else can

A reputation as a psycho, when he was twenty-one
He builds himself a cabin and gets married to his gun
Before he left his parents, he told his dad goodbye
And whispered to his mother; It's a shame you have to die!
The gunshots broke the calm as the church bell rang
And came in his pants, when he heard that precious bang

He became a desperado
A trigger-happy man
A deranged desperado
Kicking ass like no one else can

Invincible as gunman, the rumors made him great
Yet he didn't realize that he sealed his fate
Then one fateful morning, he stepped into the saloon
He never could have guessed, that death was coming soon
Before he even noticed he had ten shots in his head
In a pale second the drooling wacko was dead

Now he's a dead desperado
A former western man
A dead desperado
Kissing ground in the Texas sun