I'm Guinevere, the fastest draw My hand is fate, my word is law And you will fear me Call yourself a true gunslinger See who has the quickest finger Draw your gun I'm Lancelot, the sharpest aim Don't try to play me at this game You're doomed to failure You gave in to base corruption Brought about your own destruction Draw your gun I'm Arthur, I will rule this town We'll drive you out and run you down Your reign is over Sheriff Stone, your death is soon Your time is up, the clock strikes noon Draw your gun Draw! Guinevere draws quickest Her shots are clean and sure And Ezra and Ezekiel lie bloodied on the floor She fans out four more chambers And Jezebel goes down With a new quartet of holes punched through the flesh around her frown Nathaniel stands the tallest The meanest of Stone's clan Until three shots from Lancelot leaves him dead atop the rusted sand Ruth and Nicodemus, Mordacai and Obadiah All take a heartbound rifle slug as He blows through them with fatal fire Finally there's Arthur Stares down Sheriff Stone He draws and fires and leaves her kneeling Coughing blood and bits of bone ♪ Do it, you piece of sh-