You put leaving on my mind, love, I'm gonna fly like the lonesome doveUntil my troubles with you fade to a blue mirageYou said there's gonna be a showdown, but I won't be here at sundownOne thing I do well, get the hell out of DodgeYour words ricochet around my head, might as well be sling and layBut I'm a son of a gun if I can stand more than one barrageAlready two of my amigos died, my dignity and my manly prideLet them lay where they fell, get the hell out of DodgeI won't hang around this old cow town if you don't need me anymoreAnd I don't need nothing I can't find behind some swinging doorsAin't gonna wait until the law gets there, taking names and kicking you nowhereA hanging judge with a trumped up chargeI see the riding on the fence rail, I hear the call down the lonesome trailClear as a bell, get the hell out of DodgeYou put leavin' on my mind, loveI'm gonna fly like the lonesome doveUntil my troubles with you fade to a blue mirageYou said there's gonna be a showdown, but I won't be here at sundownOne thing I do well, get the hell out of DodgeOne thing I do well, get the hell out of DodgeOne thing I do well, get the hell out of Dodge