Yeah, hey, I've seen the Bad Lands   I've held a whirlwind in my hand   Slept in the center   Whiskey has washed away the sand, yeah      Gamblers who cheated and sheriffs who lied   The last thing they saw from the death that they died   Was my Smokin' 45, my smokin' 45      Ten thousand dollars, that's what I'm worth dead or alive   Six loaded chambers, ten men rode up not one survived   They got my name on the telegraph wire   Dead men's faces and a gun that's for hire      Gamblers who cheated and Sheriffs who lied   The last thing they saw from the death that they died   Was my smokin' 45, my smokin' 45, yeah      I'm riding south to the Mexico line   Posse behind me and they're making good time   Men with vendetta's, who shouldn't have tried   To reach for quick fame with a gun at their side      Against my smokin' 45, my smokin' 45, my smokin' 45   I'm talking about my smokin' 45      My smokin' 45, smokin' 45, smokin' 45      Gonna get you, can depend my friend   Gonna get you, dead or alive   My smokin', smokin', smokin' 45, yeah