There Was A Man Who Owned A Part Of Town

Approached Me In His Saloon And Asked Me To Sit Down



Was I Unemployed Or Would I Like A Job

He Said He Owned The Stageline And There Were Men Who Liked To Rob



He Offered Me His Daughter's Hand, An Advance Of Salary

A Fancy Gun, A Pair Of Boots, And A Share In The Company



Now I Ride Shotgun On His Stageline

I Ride Shotgun On His Life

I Ride Shotgun On His Money

I Ride Shotgun On His Wife

Shotgun Rider, Shotgun Rider, Shotgun



There Were Outlaws Who Waited On The Trail

For The Stagecoach Daily Run With Payrolls And The Mail



They Spied Our Dust, And Saddled Up To Ride

They Saw The Worried Driver With Me Sittin' At His Side



So They Circled 'round The Stagecoach It Was Their Daily Fun

Until They Saw The Driver Smile And Spied My Trusty Gun



We Caught The Outlaws And Took Them Back To Jail

Sent For The County Marshal And Would Not Post A Bail



Sent 'em Up The River. That Sure Cleaned Up The Town

I Was Elected Sheriff. The Mayor Asked Me Down



I Now Own Half The Stageline And Half The Rest Of Town

I Go To Chuch On Sunday. I Think I've Settled Down