Bartender, I know you're a reasonable man Looks like you got the run of this place Set me up a round so's that I can see your hands And wipe the goddamned smile off of your face I'm sure you must have heard of me, I'm lightning with my Smith And my reputation burns all through the west So if you know what is good for you, shut up and get the whiskey And not that trade stuff, I want nothin' but your best And pour 'em kinda strong 'cause I won't be here long You best not do me wrong, just pour 'em kinda strong I ain't got time to savour 'em, I gotta drink 'em quick I've conveyed my urgency, I hope If they catch me it's all over, I'll be way on up the creek And I'll be swingin' on the wrong end of a rope The posse's been behind me now for six or seven days Only two hours back and chewin' on my dust I got a powerful thirst I come in here to try to slake So serve it up or draw down if you must Well I wasn't really watchin' you, my eyes was on the door Imagine my surprise to hear the co*k Of that .32 that left me here to bleed out on your floor I'm too far gone to bother with the doc Well I wasn't really watchin' you, my eyes was to the east You know, to dull the pain I could use one more You surely won't deny a man a dyin' drink at least I'm awful embarra**ed at how I spoke to you before So pour 'em kinda strong 'cause I won't be here long Mister, please don't do me wrong, just pour 'em kinda strong You surely won't deny a dyin' man a drink at least I'm awful embarra**ed at how I spoke to you before