Coming Clean

Well I'm a big-lying two-timing son of a bitch You ain't even seen the worst of it Went into a bank and they told me son You're flat broke unless you got a gun At the bar I got me an open tab And I ain't paying till I get grabbed The women and men and enbys Put me in quite the frenzy I'm big-lying two-timing Fence-climbing fake-dying Petty-criming cheap-rhyming Son of a Jewess In counties across the southwest Many Marshalls made slick arrests But I always manage to slip on by I'm a shapeshifting quick-drifting sort of a guy So baby if I hurt you I wantchu to know I'm just one of those big bozos And should you put a bounty on my head There's no one I'd rather have make me dead Yeah I'm big-lying two-timing Fence-climbing fake-dying Petty-criming cheap-rhyming Son of a great mom When the night comes to a close I got lots of people lots of folks Valley cares for me like a nursery Ramble from cowboy bar to grandma's chicken soup