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This here a song from back in the day,
Nineteen hundred and sixty two.
My woman put my black *** out in the cold,
I said baby why you leavin', she said our love done gone cold.
Well I, waded through water, and I waded through mud,
'till I come to this place they calls the Bucket of Blood.
You know that bartender gave me a dirty look and a dirty glass,
I said, say ***, do you know who I am?
He said, hell nah ***, I don't give a God damn.
I reached down in my pocket and pulled out my shiny .44,
Shot that *** twice, he hit the God damn floor.
'Bout that time you could've heard the drop of a pin,
That's when that bad *** Billy Lyons walked in.
'Bout that time a *** eased up and turned out the lights,
That's when I had ol' Billy Lyons dead in my sight.
When the lights come back on old Billy gone to rest,
I popped nine of my bullets in his mother ***' chest!