Well, Johnny Ace spun the chamber of his cowboy gun
He was tired of waitin' for the beatin' of the Texas sun
Well, he didn't even cry, stuck it in his eye
Pulled the trigger, and he said, "Bye-bye"
Just another singer damnin' up the waters of life
Blazin' storm, people in the fury of a Vegas bar
Oh well, the howlin' dogs tried to claim him only moved too far
He narrowly escaped, gave them the crow
Told the people things they didn't wanna know
Just another singer damnin' up the waters of life
With stories of the young boy
Born in the Bible Belt South
Workin' hard all night and always tryin'
To be a rock and roll Jesus with a cowboy mouth, look out!
Ah, let's go!
Well, Johnny Ace spun the chamber of his cowboy gun
He was tired of waitin' for the beatin' of the Texas sun
Well, he didn't even cry, stuck it in his eye
Pulled the trigger, and he said, "Bye-bye"
Just another singer damnin' up the waters of life
Blazin' storm, people in the fury of a Vegas bar
Oh well, the howlin' dogs tried to claim him only moved too far
He narrowly escaped, gave them the crow
Told the people things they didn't wanna know
Just another singer damnin' up the waters of life
Oh, with stories of the young boy
Born in the Bible Belt South
Workin' hard all night and always tryin'
To be a rock and roll Jesus with a cowboy mouth, look out!
Oh, yeah
Alright, take me home, ow!
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