Annie Oakley was the best shooting star in the west With a quick draw and a straight shot and a red leather vest She could hit a bullseye, she could shoot the moon But at the end of her shows she'd sing 'em this tune Put your 6-shooter down Grab your six-string guitar Start singing and wishin' On a long shootin' star And wish that we might And wish that we may Hang up our guns And put the bullets away Buffalo Bill, was loaded with fun His pappy was a pistol he was a son of a gun But boys and their toys don't always get along So after his showdowns he'd sing 'em this song Calamity Jane was a sure shooter too But she never gave glory to what shootin' could do But they say every legend goes out with a bang So she put down her gun, and here's what she sang