Zombie Cowboy Stripes

(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)