Shotgun Rider

There was a man who owned a part of town
Approached me in his own saloon and said
"Hey boy, sit down"
Was I unemployed or would I like a job?
He said he owned the stage line
There were men who liked to robHe offered me his daughter's hand, advance of salary
A fancy gun, a pair of boots, a share in the companyNow I ride shotgun on his stage line
I ride shotgun on his life
I ride shotgun on his money
I ride shotgun on his wife
Shotgun rider, shotgun riderThere were outlaws who waited on the trail
For the stagecoach daily run with payrolls and the mail
They spied our dust and saddled up to ride
They saw the worried driver with me sittin' at his side
They circled 'round the stagecoach, it was their daily fun
Until they saw the driver smile and spied my trusty gunNow I ride shotgun on his stage line
I ride shotgun on his life
I ride shotgun on his money
I ride shotgun on his wife
Shotgun rider, shotgun riderWe caught the outlaws and took them back to jail
Sent for the County Marshal and would not post a bail
Sent 'em up the river ha! That sure cleaned up the town
I was elected Sheriff and the Mayor asked me down
I now own half the stage line, and half the rest of town
I go to church on Sunday, I think I've settled downNow I ride shotgun on his stage line
I ride shotgun on his life
I ride shotgun on his money
I ride shotgun on his wifeI ride shotgun on his stage line
I ride shotgun on his life
I ride shotgun on his money
I ride shotgun on his wife
Shotgun rider, shotgun rider shotGonna shoot 'em out, don't get in my way