There is a woman, she lives in the west She's not the devil, but she wears his best dress She's quicker than lightning with the iron on her hips She's quicker than lightning and they say she don't miss I can't say I love you, I don't hardly know you They warmed me about you from the start They said "Don't you cross her, if you don't want a hole in your heart" The dress hides a pistol, a top-break Schofield I think Not that it matters when you're outdrawn in a blink She builds her own cartridge, it's a wildcatted load With a wadcutting bullet for a blood letting wound I can't say I love you, I don't hardly know you They warned me about you from the start They said "Don't you cross her, if you don't want a hole in your heart" I can't say I love you, I don't hardly know you They warned me about you from the start They said "Don't you cross her, if you don't want a hole in your heart" There is a woman, she lives in the west