I've been riding all night just to get here Don't you be throwing us out so soon Across the whole damn South with cotton-mouth Now we got some drinking to do We've been stuck on the range for 45 days And that's a long long time We ain't leaving this place 'til there's a smile on our face And the whole room is a friend of mine. So won't you line 'em all up and slide 'em all down And let's hear the jukebox roll We've been living on bacon and beans Playing the jacks and the queens But we still got some money to blow And the times ain't wild enough We dig our spurs in the make them jump We're riding shotgun with the devil We're the buckaroos. My name is Gideon Tanner I've been a man of good manners I won't dance 'til the ladies ask me I simply tip my hat, I smile and sit back And then I wait for that friendly stampede I started dancing so tight that this girl turned white I thought she must be passing away I said: now don't let me down, 'cos when I hit this town I've got to live my whole life in a day. So won't you ...