Now, smack, what a jack, he bought a shotgun Cause he was in the mood for a little confidence He just 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, yes he did now 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, oh lord You can't talk to a man when he don't want to understand Piano Solo The account of the capture wasn't in the papers, oh no Cause you know they hang no 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 Shotgun in his hand A smack, what a jack, what a shotgun, a smack, what a jack, what a shotgun, a smack, what a jack, yeah Piano Solo Thank you