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Lyrics: Philo Munny
Music: Milk Munny


Me and my Hombre headed into town
all we wanted was a good time
They had a barbecue with trimmin’s
n fixin’s they said were sure to satisfy
Their music was jumpin’
My Hombre was jivin’
The señorita that caught his eye
Their music got slow and
they started dancing’
The start to one hell of a night
Rot gut whisky
One frisky Hombre
Me with no lady
So many fixin’s
Double that in trimmin’s
Crevasse raining down from the sky
One bad feelin’
A lot of ugly people
My goofy Hombre
Here comes dessert
Oh man it’s chocolate pudding’
Where the hell’s the out house
After the dance my Hombre and his lady
started heading up towards our room
Well, I stayed behind I couldn’t help but notice
That they were being watched by some dude
I crept over to him he was talkin’ with his posse
he seemed like a unwary cuss
He was thinking’ up a scheme for robbin’ the bank
Setting fire to it and blaming’ it on us
Well after hearing that dudes plan
I ran over to a man and asked if he knew
Where his sheriff was?
He said
“I can help you sure but, you’ll need
to help me first I need some Munny
for my cripplin’ thurst
One jealous boyfrind
One bad scheme
My horny Hombre
This dudes posse
This towns bank
My I’m still hungry
They robbed the bank
They set fire
Where the hell’s the sheriff
Here comes my Hombre
The man points at the boyfriend and says
“Well that’s the sheriff.”
I told my Hombre about our little problem
And I told him that I think we better leave
He said “man that ain’t no shit I think we better get
let’s climb on those horses right quick”
We ran for our horses but you know we didn’t make it
His posse chased us into a barn
We closed the door behind us
We threw down the lock
We needed to think of some plan
We were surrounded
They’re gonna kill us
GOD DAMN YOU HOMBRE
I started thinkin’ well let’s release the cattle
Then we’ll run out behind them
We loaded up our guns
Opened up the stalles
and took a deep breath
We threw up the lock
Let loose the cattle and
we came out a blazin’