Pursuit of the Demon Ed’s Gang

By: Hell For Leather Fee

Well it was mid July and my throat was dry

But I just knew it was time to make a stand

So I hung up my badge called a few friends

We’ll chase them Eds to the Rio Grande

I called Gun’s and Roses Sue and said how do

Them thar Eds must pay for their awful ways

We’ll ride hell bound for leather, f*** the weather

Are ye with me to number them boys sniveling days

Then Jasmin true answered my nest how de do

Said I just strapped on my old shootin’ forty five

Hell yes you know I’m with you Sherriff Fee

We’ll get those thar heathen Eds dead or alive

Now we crossed the border and came to order

Stopped first to pay our respects to Momma Ed

She gave her blessing and began confessing

That them thar boys were all lose in the head

So I took the lead as the State Troopers stared

And gave us a mighty fine salute in a row

Yelling “To the Canucks three we tip our hats

Because those demon Eds just have to go

What say ye Rose…