How many nights must I wonder
And how many nights must I wait?
How many nights full of thunder
And tell me, how many men must I hate?

Puttin' one foot after the other
On a highway that never ends
With a blues note comes from a guitar
I jump back in the saddle again

And I got my finger on the trigger
I'll shoot the big one and blow you away
I got my finger on the trigger
I'll shoot the big one and blow you away

Like a scene from an old Western movie
Where they hang 'em by ropes from a tree
The system has all been so groovy
But not when it happens to me

And I'm throwin' one punch after another
On a prize fight that never ends
With a blues note from Frigo's guitar
I jump back in the saddle again

And I got my finger on the trigger
I'll shoot the big one and blow you away
I got my finger on the trigger
I'll shoot the big one and blow you away

Well, how many times it seem that life's just one big pile of bullshit
And everybody seems to be out for a little bit of everybody else's?
Well, here's a little advice, get yourself a big ole .45
And blow your troubles away!

I'm puttin' one foot after the other
I'm on a highway that never ends
With a blues note from a guitar
I jump back in the saddle again

And I got my finger on the trigger
I'll shoot the big one and blow you away
I got my finger on the trigger
I'll shoot the big one and blow you away
I got my finger on the trigger
I'll shoot the big one and blow you away
I got my finger on the trigger
I'll shoot the big one and blow you away
I'll shoot the big one and blow you away
I'll shoot the big one and blow you away

I got my finger on the trigger