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There was a man who owned a part of town

Approached me in his saloon and asked me to sit
down

Was I unemployed or would I like a job

He said he owned the stageline and there were men
who liked to rob

He offered me his daughter's hand, an advance of
salary

A fancy gun, a pair of boots, and a share in the
company

Now I ride shotgun on his stageline

I ride shotgun on his life

I ride shotgun on his money

I ride shotgun on his wife

Shotgun rider, shotgun rider, shotgun

There were outlaws who waited on the trail

For the stagecoach daily run with payrolls and
the mail

They spied our dust, and saddled up to ride

They saw the worried driver with me sittin' at
his side

So they circled 'round the stagecoach it was
their daily fun

Until they saw the driver smile and spied my
trusty gun

We caught the outlaws and took them back to jail

Sent for the county marshal and would not post a
bail

Sent 'em up the river. That sure cleaned up the
town

I was elected sheriff. The mayor asked me down

I now own half the stageline and half the rest of
town

I go to chuch on Sunday. I think I've settled
down