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Let me tell you a tale
From the old western trail
Of a dusty lone outsider
Though he seemed worn
And his clothes were all torn
He was the devil's gun fighter

Just after sundown
He roamed into town
Wandered without any joy
He was covered in mud
And he drank only blood
He was a bloodsucking cowboy

Yeah he was a bloodsucking cowboy
Coyotes were his choir
Bullets couldn't hurt but, the dawn it would burn him
He was a lonely gunslingin' vampire

Was a lady who rose
In fine satin clothes
Her charms had caught his eye
He asked her to dance
And there was some romance
But his nature he could not deny

'Cause he was a bloodsucking cowboy
Coyotes were his choir
Bullets couldn't hurt, but the dawn it would burn him
He was a lonely gunslingin' vampire

He kissed her rosebud
And he drained her of blood
Wanted her there by his side
So he cut his own wrist
From which he then kissed
So she'd be forever his bride

Was the gal of his dreams
From the devil it seems
He swore that they'd never part
And but just like a lady
Her intentions were shady
And she drove a wood stake through his heart

But he was a bloodsucking cowboy
Coyotes were his choir
Bullets couldn't hurt but the dawn it would burn him
He was a lonely gunslingin' vampire

Bullets couldn't hurt but the dawn it would burn him
He was a lonely gunslingin' vampire

Was a lonely gunslingin' vampire

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