The killer
From the badlands comes a killer
swift with a knife and a gun
shoot ya just for standing
stick ya if you tried to run
from the goodlands comes a cowgirl
sandi was her name
and hot on the trail of that killer
on a moped she called wayne
cause the killer killed her daddy
just for spitting on the lot
and ya only had to kill sandi's daddy once
to get that girl fired off
sandi rode into town on wayne and faced the killer square and true
hard as a nail and mean as a snake he'd fight any chance he got
and 40 shots rang out, a few to many
they waited for the dust to settle
as 40 people hit the ground
sandi and the killer missed each other
but they shot that town up
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