Crooked Still Follow

Railroad Bill, Railroad Bill,
He doesn’t work and he never will
And it’s ride, ride, ride, ride

Kill me a chicken, send me a wing.
It’ll look like I’ve been working, but I ain’t done a thing
And it’s ride, ride, ride, ride

Railroad Bill was a mighty mean man
He shot the midnight lantern out of the breakman’s hand
And it’s ride, ride, ride, ride

I’m going up a mountain, I’m going out west
Got a forty four pistol sticking out my vest
And it’s ride, ride, ride, ride

Railroad Bill, he took my wife
He said if I don’t like it, he would take my life
And it’s ride, ride, ride, ride

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Railroad Bill, sittin' on a hill,
Rollin’ up a cigar with a ten dollar bill
And it’s ride, ride, ride, ride

I’m gonna find me a pistol as long as my arm
I’ll kill everybody who’s ever done me harm
And it’s ride, ride, ride, ride