Looks like we are at the point in the thread where people forget how the internet works.
Next stop is puppy pictures or death threats. Could go either way.
Or song lyrics:
You don-now me
gunsmoke--molly-hatchet
I rode into town with my ear to the ground,
Looking for the right band to play,
I felt just right in the heat of the night,
Ridden many miles that day.
I've heard of a place where men go together,
Playin' and layin' it down,
I'm going to win, but Lord, what a sin,
I didn't know they gun me down.
Chorus:
Gunsmoke on the horizon, hiding the setting sun.
Gunsmoke on the horizon, I grabbed my horse and run.
Well, the dealer was blind, I was trying to find,
A way to keep the winnings I'd found.
The smoke was thick, the tension was thicker,
I still thought they'd gun me down.
Chorus:
Gunsmoke on the horizon, hiding the setting sun.
Gunsmoke on the horizon, I grabbed my horse and run.
I didn't come into this ol' two horse town,
To get all shot up. I've got a little livin' on my mind,
Aces and eights, ha-ha-ha-ha.
Now the dealer dealt me eight and I had my straight,
I knew the other men would call.
The booze was a flowin', the cards were showing,
But my back was up against the wall.
Chorus:
Gunsmoke on the horizon, hiding the setting sun.
Gunsmoke on the horizon, I grabbed my horse and run.
C'mon Thunder