He told his folks he had to ride And he went off to find the danger That turned him on
It was down in arizona Where he waited on the corner With a hand reachin' faster than the eye It was down in arizona Where he stood against a loner And his eyes kept sayin' " you're about to die " Oh na na na na, he was young but mean He was the devil with gun And his name was jesse green
He was wanted for killin' and stealin' But to jail him couldn't be done 'Cause he cleared the leather Before you counted one
It was down...
So when they put him in a hole Not a man prayed for his soul And on his grave was just A dirty bunch of stone
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