He robbed a train near Santa Fe

For money and for riches

It ended on a chain gang

With those dirty sons of bitches

When the shadow of the night came on

He was gone

One day he bought himself a gun

Said, "Now I'm gonna make them pay"

"Reach!"

I heard him say

"Guess this ain't your lucky day"

"Reach! Haha!"

I heard him say

Then he smiled and rode away

He was headed for the future

Running from his past

Looking for adventure

Ridin' hard and fast

Hell bent for leather

Foamin' at the bit

Saddle sore and weary

In a three-way split

Awww, shit

When the shadow of the night came on

Holmes, he was gone

One day he rode into my town

This was all he had to say

"Reach!"

I heard him say

"I'm back in town and I'm here to stay"

"Reach!"

I heard him say

"Where's my gal, Maggie Mae?"

"Reach!"

I heard him say

"Guess this ain't your lucky day"

"Reach! Haha!"

I heard him say

"Get the band, let's hear them play"

"Yee-haw!"

"Alright!"

"Aw hell, boy, gimme that guitar"

One day a posse gunned him down

This was all they had to say

"Reach!"

I heard them say

"I guess this ain't your lucky day"

"Reach!"

"Aw hell, boys, ya got me!"

I heard them say

Then they smiled and rode away

"Reach!"

I heard them say

"I guess this ain't your lucky day"

I heard them say

Then they smiled and rode away

"Ya!"

"Ya!"

"Ya!"

"Ya!"

"Ya!"

"Ya!"

"Ya!"

"Hoo!"

"Ya!"

Mister Mister Mister Mister Mister Mister Mister Mister Mister Mister Mister Mister Mister Mister Mister Mister Mister Mister Mister Gorbichev, tear down this wall