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John Wesley Harding shot a man for snoring**lf**Killed him in the bed right where he lay**lf**He took a snort of whisky and went back to his sleepin**lf**Rode out before they found him the next day,**lf**Now the brothers Frank and Jesse, No-one could be more fearsome**lf**They robbed the trains and rode in the outlaw gangs**lf**The civil war was over but still they fought for Dixie**lf**And legend has their last name to be James**lf**Chorus:**lf**Livin'' in the west must have been the best**lf**Must have been the greatest time of all**lf**Me I lived in the east and I was bored to say the least**lf**But I never saw those sons of guns in bar-rooms starting brawls**lf**--- Instrumental ---**lf**Little William Bonney, Billy the Kid they called him**lf**Had to use a six-gun to survive**lf**He bit the dust at twenty-one but he left a reputation**lf**A notch for every year he was alive**lf**Chorus:**lf**Livin'' in the west must have been the best**lf**Must have been the greatest time of all**lf**Me I lived in the east and I was bored to say the least**lf**''Cause I never saw those sons of guns in bar-rooms starting brawls**lf**And now the frontier days are over for William Frank and Jesse**lf**And a thousand other bad guys of their day**lf**But they still live on in stories and I hope they live forever**lf**And to sum it up here is all that I want to say**lf**Chorus:**lf**Livin'' in the west must have been the best**lf**Must have been the greatest times of all**lf**Me I lived in the east and I was bored to say the least**lf**''Cause I never saw those sons of guns in bar-rooms starting brawls**lf**Chorus:**lf**Livin'' in the west must have been the best**lf**Must have been the greatest times of all**lf**Me I lived in the east and I was bored to say the least**lf**''Cause I never saw those sons of guns in bar-rooms starting brawls**lf**LyricsKeeper