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Demented Are Go!

Aces High

(Lets shoot some pool!)

This is a story about an old saloon bar

Win a herd of cattle, with a deck of cards

You've got the whores, women for your lust

Sippin' moonshine, poker sure to bust

Once was a lady called Old Snaked Eyed Jane

Born on the prairies, father was a gamblin' man

He was a joker always aces high

In a gamblin' bet won an old saloon bar

They had their troubles n' their strifes

Try bringing up three kids and a pregnant wife

On a wagon-train full of misery, yeah!

They sang their sorrows across the old prairie

This is a story about an old saloon bar

Win a herd of cattle, with a deck of cards

You've got the whores, women for your lust

Sippin' moonshine, poker sure to bust

There's bad men Indians coming down the way

Loaded guns, being fired away

Those Indians they ran for their lives

Smoked their peace pipe became... friends for life

This is a story about an old saloon bar

Win a herd of cattle, with a deck of cards

You've got your whores, women for your lust

Sippin' moonshine, poker sure to bust

In troubled times of old

Across the mountains in search of gold

Prospect town ride saddles sore

Travellers treasure like a rich man fucked the whore

This is a story about an old saloon bar

Win a herd of cattle, with a deck of cards

You've got your whores, women for your lust

Sippin' moonshine, poker sure to bust...yeee hawww!

Well old Judd clamped it in the balls

Up in the hills, tryin' to catch a horse

That fated day outlaws came to town

First thing they did was shoot the sheriff down

Then they stumbled across an old saloon bar

They shot a drunk, threw Old Snake Eye across the bar

Hope they see we paid to hunt them down

Pulled a twelve whore shot those robbers down

This is a story about an old saloon bar

Win a herd of cattle, with a deck of cards

You've got your whores, women for your lust

Sippin' moonshine, poker sure to bust...yeee hawww!

(Lets shoot some pool!)