I may not got a lot of money But I got self-esteem And in the golden age of travel That’s really all you need I know I’m ugly, honey But look where I’m coming from I got a pony down state And that pony born to run
Book, saddle and go, Hey, that’s the name of the game Book, saddle and go Canned heat, that’s the name of the game
They call me the robber, Highwayman Don’t wanna hurt nobody Just doing what I can The galley after hours Man the captain just won’t listen “If you don’t turn this boat around, I’m gonna kick the damn doors in”
Book, saddle and go, Hey, that’s the name of the game Book, saddle and go Canned heat, that’s the name of the game
Pinkerton man, murdering bastard I’m gonna get even, get even with you Get even with you
Pinkerton man, murdering bastard I’m gonna get even, get even with you Get even with you
You can take that my violin And play it all you please For at this time tomorrow Well it’ll be of no use to me I know they’re gonna hang me Tomorrow I’ll be dead Though I never even harmed a hair On anybody’s head.
Book, saddle and go, Hey, that’s the name of the game Book, saddle and go Canned heat, that’s the name of the game
Pinkerton man, murdering bastard I’m gonna get even, get even with you Get even with you
Pinkerton man, you murdering bastard I’m gonna get even, get even with you Get even with you
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