Вступление
When there's varmints need a'catchin'
And youngin's need a savin'
On my rocket steed I race across the stars
For I've sworn by the burrs of my astro-spurs
To right the outlaw wrongs on mars
Yes he rights the outlaw wrongs on mars
Oh the Hyper-cattle's hummin'
And the Margins' savage drummin'
Are as beautiful as comet bugs in jars
F G Am (G Am)
Oh, I'm from Earth
But I right the outlaw wrongs on mars
Yes he rights the outlaw wrongs on mars
On the plains (a') the red planet I uphold the law
And I do it with a pair of robot fists POW!
Evil extermination I have faced
For my robot rogues they hardly ever miss
And I reckon I'll be ridin'
In the name of truth & justice
For as long as I can count the shooting stars
Am,
For I've sworn by the burrs of my astro-spurs
To right the outlaw wrongs on mars
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Yes he rights the outlaw wrongs on mars
And I''m from Earth