A Quick Death in Texas

[Verse 1] My nasty Yankee mannerisms Didn't jive with the local traditions How was I to know she had a jealous husband? He was the GM of a Tractor Supply Well acquainted with the guns and knives Sometimes, I swear I have less sense than a bag of hammers [Chorus] I prayed for courage I prayed for love I prayed for guidance from the heavens above I prayed to know divine protections But now I'm praying for a quick death in Texas [Post-Chorus] Hey, hey Please forgive me, Mr. Gibbons [Verse 2] I crawled my way into The Doom Saloon In an attempt to cauterize my wounds I did a terrible job, and they became powerfully infected I found myself atop a stolen roan Quite convinced that I would never see home And all on account of my lack of common manners [Chorus] I prayed for courage I prayed for love I prayed for guidance from the heavens above I prayed to know divine protections But now I'm praying for a quick death in Texas [Bridge] The saloon doors stopped swinging The piano player stopped playing (Hey, hey) In the shadows, I could hear Archaic Spanish phrases (Hey, hey) The preacher stood up from his table In his right hand, he held a Bible (Hey, hey) And in his left, the business end Of a Winchester rifle [Chorus] I prayed for courage I prayed for love I prayed for guidance from the heavens above I prayed to know divine protections But now I'm praying for a quick death in Texas [Outro] Beaumont, Amarillo, got a line on me Galveston, El Paso, Nacogdoches, Abilene Beaumont, Amarillo, got a line on me Galveston, El Paso, Nacogdoches, Abilene Beaumont, Amarillo, got a line on me Galveston, El Paso, Nacogdoches, Abilene Beaumont, Amarillo, got a line on me Galveston, El Paso, Nacogdoches, Abilene