Livin' In The West - The Bellamy Brothers

John Wesley Harding shot a man for snoring

Killed him in the bed right where he lay

Took a snort of whisky and went back to his sleepin

Rode out before they found him the next day

Now the brothers Frank and Jesse, No-one could be more fearsome

They robbed the trains and rode in the outlaw gangs

The civil war was over but still they fought for Dixie

And legend has their last name to be James

Livin in the west must have been the best

Must have been the greatest time of all

Me I lived in the east and I was bored to say the least

But I never saw those sons of guns in bar-rooms starting brawls

Little William Bonney, Billy the Kid they called him

Had to use a six-gun to survive

He bit the dust at twenty-one but he left a reputation

A notch for every year he was alive

Livin in the west must have been the best

Must have been the greatest time of all

Me I lived in the east and I was bored to say the least

But I never saw those sons of guns in bar-rooms starting brawls

Now the frontier days are over for William Frank and Jesse

And a thousand other bad guys of their day

But they still live on in stories and I hope they live forever

And to sum it up here is all that I want to say