Now, Smackwater Jack,

He bought a shotgun

'Cause he was in the mood

For a little confrontation

He just a-let it all hang loose;

He didn't think about the noose

He couldn't take no more abuse

So he shot down the congregation You can't talk to a man

With a shotgun in his hand Now, Big Jim the chief

Stood for law and order

He called for the guard to come

And surround the border

Now, from his bulldog mouth,

As he led the posse south,

Came the cry, "We got to ride

To clean up the streets

For our wives and our daughters!" You can't talk to a man

When he don't wanna understand

No, no, no, no, no The account of the capture

Wasn't in the papers,

But you know, they hanged ol' Smack right then

Instead of later

You know, the people were quite pleased

'Cause the outlaw had been seized

And on the whole, it was a very good year

For the undertaker You know, you know, you can't talk to a man

With a shotgun in his hand.

A shotgun in his hand

Smackwater Jack bought a shotgun

Yeah, Smackwater Jack bought a shotgun

Oh, Smackwater Jack, yeah

Talkin' 'bout Smackwater Jack, yeah

Talkin' 'bout a-Smackwater Jack, oh

Talkin' 'bout Jack and his shotgun talkin' about Smack, talkin' 'bout Jack, Smackwater Jack