Way out west on barren ground
When gunslinging pistoleros
They take it all and burn the land
Leaving widows on bloody sand
And when all hope was gone
Seven guns to shoot the outlaws down
And the shootout is beginning
Like a thunderstorm in the sky
Blazing gung are spreading fire
And when they stood their ground
Seven guns to shoot the villains down
Who came to deliver us all
Who came to deliver us all
