Tim Hall and Buffalo Country

Lyrics

It was hotter than blazing saddles in 18 and 76. Deadwood was the town where a man might strike it rich.
The saloon was Nuttle and Mans where a shark might draw, before getting shot in the back of the head by Jack McCall.
He put that gun to the back of his head without fear, just a mili-second of a colt 45 clicking in his ear.
Dead with God he laid and not a man did move For it was wild Bill Hickok who got shot from his boots.
Aces and eights, women and gold, a shot from a gun delivered a soul. It wasn’t a flush it wasn’t it a straight it was aces and eights . Aces and eights, women and gold, a shot from a gun delivered a soul.it wasn’t a flush it wasn’t it a straight it was aces and eights . It was aces and eights, that sealed his fate
It was hotter than blazing saddles when they dug Jack from his grave, still around his neck was the noose from which he swayed.
A pair of aces and eights known as the dead man’s hand. Black suits and a colt 45 was the story of the land.
There’s speculation about why he sat with his back to the door. And what the fifth card in his hand was for sure.
A rope and a gun was just how the west was won, and no man ever shot Wild Bill Hickok from the front.
Aces and eights, women and gold, a shot from a gun delivered a soul.it wasn’t a flush it wasn’t it a straight it was aces and eights . Aces and eights, women and gold, a shot from a gun delivered a soul.it wasn’t a flush it wasn’t it a straight it was aces and eights. It was aces and eights that sealed his fate.