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