Oh yeah   Now here's a little story - I've gots to tell   About three bad brothers - you know so well   It started way back in history   With Bobby, Dan, Jimmy Kalin, and me - The Big Z.   Had a little horsy named Paul Revere   Just me and my horsy and a quart of beer   Riding across the land - kicking up sand   Sheriff's posse on my tail cause I'm in demand   One lonely Beastie I be   All by myself - without nobody   The sun is beating down on my cowboy hat   The air is gettin' hot - the beer is getting flat   Lookin' for a girl - I ran into a guy   His name is Dan Wistrom, I said, "Howdy" - he said, "Hi"         He told a little story - that sounded well rehearsed   Four days on the run and that he's dying of thirst   The brew was in my hand - and he was on my tip   His voice was hoarse, his throat was dry - he asked me for a sip   He said, "Can I get some?"   I said, "You can't get none!"   Had a chance to run   He pulled out his shotgun   He was quick on the draw - I thought I'd be dead   He put the gun to my head and this is what he said,         "My name is Ala-Dan - I've got a license to kill   I think you know what time it is - it's time to get ill   Now what do we have here - an outlaw and his beer   I run this land, you understand - I make myself clear."   We stepped into the wind - he had a gun, I had a grin   You think this story's over but it's ready to begin   Help me now..         "Now I got the gun - you got the brew   You got two choices of what you can do   It's not a tough decision as you can see   I can blow you away or you can ride with me"    I said, "I'll ride with you if you can get me to the border   John Thompson's after me for what I did to his daughter   I did it like this - I did it like that   Yo, I did it with a whiffleball bat   So I'm on the run - the cop's got my gun   And right about now - it's time to have some fun   The King Zachariah - that is my name   And I know the fly spot where they got the champagne, where they got champagne, oh yeah, Dan Wistrom take a little solo now."      Now we rode for six hours the we hit the spot   The beat was a bumping and the girlies was hot   This dude was staring like he knows who we are   We took the empty spot next to him at the bar   Now Danny said, "Yippy-Yo, you know this kid?"   I said, "I didn't." - but I know he did   The kid said, "Get ready cause this ain't funny   My name's Jim Kalin and I'm about to get money."   Pulled out the banjo - aimed it at the sky   He yelled, "Stick 'em up!" - and let two fly   Hands went up and people hit the floor   He wasted two kids that ran for the door   'cause he's Jimmy Kalin and he gets respect   Your cash and your jewelry is what he expect   Now Bobby was with it and he's my ace   So I grabbed the piano player and I punched him in the face   The piano player's out - the music stopped   His boy had beef - and he got Jimmy Kalin grabbed the gold   I grabbed two girlies and a beer that's cold, and a beer that's cold   oh yeah, and I drank it so cold and bubbling