Yippie Yi-Yo, Ki-Yay
How’d it turn out this way?
I with hand on my chest
Pledge with all of the rest.
Ain’t this nation the best?
Yippie Yi-Yo, Ki-Yay
Waskilly Wabbit Way
Stalk that hole in the ground
Lock and load with a frown
To Bear’s my right as a clown!
When will it go away?
Gunsmoke still stinks today.
Matt’s still quick on the draw.
So complicated
How lives are fated
So God bless the law.