Nick's back
Back in the saddle again
Umm...come easy, go easy
Alright 'til the rising sun
Calling all the shots tonight
Like a loaded gun
Peelin' off boots and chaps
He's saddle sore
Four bits gets you time in the racks
Ya scream for more
Fools' gold out of their mines
The girls are soaking wet
No tongue's drier than his
They come when Nick gets back
Back in the saddle again
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