I don't wanna be, a Lone Ranger I don't wanna be, a forsaker Not a tumbleweed, oh no not me Not a nobody, not abiding But theres no time And I tried To get it through your head But you turned around and you said And I know it's, not what, we said we'd do You got your, single six, ready to shoot Then you, shot me, down in two I brought the, Wild West, outside of you You load your gun, to send me off You pull it back real slow, and let me know I said do your worst, you said any last words I'll be in your head, I'd rather be dead But theres no time And I tried To get it through your head But you turned around and you said And I know it's, not what, we said we'd do You got your, single six, ready to shoot Then you, shot me, down in two I brought the, Wild West, outside of you