| Now Smackwater Jack, he bought a shotgun
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| Cause he was in the mood for a little confrontation
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| He just let it all hang loose
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| He didn’t think about the noose
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| He couldn’t take no more abuse
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| So he shot down the congregation
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| You can’t talk to a man
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| With a shotgun in his hand
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| Shotgun
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| Now Big Jim the chief stood for law and order
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| He called for the guard to come and surround the border
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| Now from his bulldog mouth
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| As he led the posse south
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| Came the cry, we got to ride
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| Clean up the streets for our wives and our daughters
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| You can’t talk to a man
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| When he don’t want to understand
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| No, no, no, no, no, no
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| The account of the capture wasn’t in the papers
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| But you know, they hanged ole Smack right then instead of later
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| You know the people were quite pleased
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| Cause the outlaw had been seized
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| And on the whole, it was a very good year
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| For the undertaker
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| You know, you know, you can’t talk to a man
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| With a shotgun in his hand
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| Shotgun in his hand
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| Smackwater Jack, yeah
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| Smackwater Jack bought a shotgun
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| Yeah, Smackwater Jack bought a shotgun
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| Smackwater Jack, yeah
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| Smackwater Jack, yeah
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| Talkin' about Smackwater Jack, yeah
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| Talkin' about Smackwater Jack, oh
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| Talkin' about Jack and his shotgun
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| Talkin' about Smack, talkin' about Jack
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| Smackwater Jack, yeah |