SWAMPY

Noon high

Noon high

Noon high

You're gonna die

Noon high

Somewhere out Texas way

A young kid called Redd, that's with two D's

Eager, maybe too much so

Thinks he's some kind of gunslinging, barrel-toting hotshot

People used to say that young boy's gonna get himself shot

And sooner or later that notion blossomed itself outta nothin'

So it was, the boy, and a man trying to steal his lady