High Noon Missed Shots

Mm-hmm. Well, I had one too many, maybe two or

more before the noon. I got real intoxicated, had to be

somewhere, but I didn't brace myself what I had to do.

I checked my gun, I had three bullets in the hole.

When I'm there stumbling, fumbling, falling around, all the ladies

in the whole house laughed and put me down. But when it hit high noon,

I drew my gun. Let off one, two,

three shots and none hit that son of a bitch.