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(wheeew) The wind is howling through the cemetery gates...
Three shadows rising.
The Cowboy Zombie steps out from the dust
Spurs are rusted but his pistol is a must
He's walking side by side with Mary Shaw
The coldest killers that you ever saw
And on his shoulder sits a wooden spine
A little doll named Billy,
waiting for his sign
They strike together in the dead of night
Mary, Billy, and the Zombie Cowboy's might
No scream can save you from the wooden stare
When the three of them are standing there!
Yes, they strike definitely,
watch them ride
With nowhere left for you to hide
Billy's eyes roll back,
his jaw goes slack
Mary pulls the strings,
there's no turning back
The Cowboy Zombie draws his crooked gun
They hunt their prey until the day is done
No breath, no heartbeat,
just a wooden click
This triple threat is deadly,
cold, and quick
Hold your tongue or she will take your voice!
Faced with the doll,
you have no
choice! The zombie aims...
(hahaha)! The hammer falls!
They strike together in the dead of night
Mary, Billy, and the Zombie Cowboy's might
No scream can save you from the wooden stare
When the three of them are standing there!
Yes, they strike definitely,
watch them ride With nowhere left for you to hide
Mary Shaw...
Billy...
And the Cowboy... (hummmm)