| Well the boys and me, we’re thick as thieves
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| We stick together just like glue
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| Yeah, we ride the range like the Dalton gang
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| And raise hell like a Pirate crew
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| Well, we’re one for all, all for one, compadres all the way
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| From your first shot of snake bite 'til your last dyin' day
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| We’re thick as theives, tight as a noose
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| Close as they come, out on the loose
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| One of us cries, we all go through it
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| Another lies, we all swear to it
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| If you mess with one of us
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| You’ve got the rest to go through first (hoss)
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| My posse and me, we’re thick as thieves
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| Now if they call your bluff, when you’re talkin' tough
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| We’ll be right there to back you up
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| And we know it’s true, we can count on you
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| When the goin' gets a little rough
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| Through thick and thin, lose or win
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| We’re amigos down the line
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| Like the Texas Rangers and the Musketeers
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| Our motto’s «Semper Phi»
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| Now when your wife’s on the phone sayin' «Get on home»
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| We’ll tell her you ain’t here
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| And when she comes around, tryin' to track you down
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| We’ll hide you out till the coast is clear
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| Yeah, we’ll pick up the tab when the times are bad
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| And let you buy when you’re ridin' high
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| Back your hand to the very last man
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| And set you straight when you get out of line
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| REPEAT CHORUS |