Saloon No. 10

From my polished boots to my stetson hat
I can not loose, what you think about that?
I’m A well dressed man, I can feel them stare
With just one smile I get offered A chair
Painted cat sits on my lap
Got aces up my sleeve
The others face is dripping wet
One more hand and he will leave
Green eyed monsters by my side
Pay attention, hold on tight
Swinging doors, pull me in and open on their own
A deck of cards
An empty seat
This whorehouse feels like home
My pocket full with dollar bills to spend
And so here I’m standing once again
In my Saloon No. 10
High stakes only thats how I roll
Am I too much? Are you afraid to fall?
My guns are blazing, you can see 'em shine
I’m so amazing. What is yours will now be…
…Mine is better than yours instead…
…yours can’t rival to mine
Fortune and fame, got no regrets
Mercy, I’ll leave you A dime
Green eyed monsters by my side
Pay attention, hold on tight
Swinging doors, pull me in and open on their own
A deck of cards
An empty seat
This whorehouse feels like home
My pocket full with dollar bills to spend
And so here I’m standing once again
In my Saloon No. 10
Swinging doors, pull me in and open on their own
A deck of cards
An empty seat
This whorehouse feels like home
Swinging doors, pull me in and open on their own
The story ends
Dead man’s hand
In my Saloon No. 10