Wells Fargo

Lyrics

[Verse 1] Jake riding south on the holiest day Heading for the Mexican border Shotgun moving to the rhythm of his range Just to help him keep law and order Sits right back just a-taking it easy Drinks a shot a whiskey and it makes him mighty wheezy He coughed hard once, he coughed hard twice Neglecting keeping watch; Don't mind the sheriff's advice! [Chorus] Riding Shotgun! Running over land To Rio Grande now! [Saxophone Solo #1: Brent Carter] [Verse 2] Shots rang down from the rocks above And bore Jake to his feet His pants fell down and actin' like a clown The bullets had him dancing to a rock 'n' roll beat Big Jake did the Boogaloo too Got lucky, he cried like a drunk His aspirations ain't no more for you And that's the way it is! [Chorus] Riding Shotgun! Running over land To Rio Grande now! [Guitar Solo: Alan Shacklock] [Verse 3] Stage got in to the center of town And Jake gotta have himself a drink He got to the bar and what he saw Any self-respecting folk would hate to think Ella May was dancing to the sound of the blues Her belly must be wobbling right down to her shoes It's a-grooving on the sidewalk, just don't get too near 'Cause you're gonna get knocked over by a belly full o' beer [Chorus] Riding Shotgun! Running over land To Rio Grande Take the law in hand To Rio Grande now! [Saxophone Solo #2: Brent Carter]