Yeah ah yeah go,
I tug my gal in a gunny sack,
Shell be true to me till I get back,
I threw that sack out in the rough,
By god she wasnt true enough,
Shake up Johnny wake up,
She got the red dress on,
Shake up Johnny, wake.
Smith and Wesson
All the way.
I walk in the bar and the fellas all cheer,
Gimmie my whiskey and my beer,
Drink up drink up drink up some more,
A bully in the alley and youll wake up sore