Lyrics:

John Byers put three holes in my ride
Put two in the tires and one in the side
The side panel of my 1969 Camaro
And so it is John I must find
So I hopped in Pop's pickup
And cranked up the heat
Got a clean .22 and some shells in the seat
I lit up a dart and I shifted her down
This southside Swift Current boy is northside bound
John Byers just bought him a whole mess of pain
He's a fool if he thinks he can do this again
'Cause I'm crossing that track
As soon as the train pulls out of the railyard
John's gonna pay
John Byers just bought him a whole mess of pain
He's a fool if he thinks he can do this again
'Cause I'm crossing that track
As soon as the train pulls out of the railyard
John's gonna pay