Finger Gun McGee

Down in the valley where the shadows creep. Lived a man who could put

you six feet deep. No iron, no steel, just a flick

of his hand. With finger guns loaded, he ruled the land.

They called him McGee. Fast as a snake. One twitch of

his thumb and your life's at stake. With a "pew-pew" shout and a

sly little grin. Every outlaw dropped when he walked on in. Finger Gun McGee,

quick as light. Shoots with his hands, don't need no fight.

Pew-pew echoes in the dark of night. Ain't nobody ready when he takes