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John Wesley Harding shot a man for snoringKilled him in the bed right where he layHe took a snort of whisky and went back to his sleepinRode out before they found him the next day,Now the brothers Frank and Jesse, No-one could be more fearsomeThey robbed the trains and rode in the outlaw gangsThe civil war was over but still they fought for DixieAnd legend has their last name to be JamesChorus:Livin'' in the west must have been the bestMust have been the greatest time of allMe I lived in the east and I was bored to say the leastBut I never saw those sons of guns in bar-rooms starting brawls--- Instrumental ---Little William Bonney, Billy the Kid they called himHad to use a six-gun to surviveHe bit the dust at twenty-one but he left a reputationA notch for every year he was aliveChorus:Livin'' in the west must have been the bestMust have been the greatest time of allMe I lived in the east and I was bored to say the least''Cause I never saw those sons of guns in bar-rooms starting brawlsAnd now the frontier days are over for William Frank and JesseAnd a thousand other bad guys of their dayBut they still live on in stories and I hope they live foreverAnd to sum it up here is all that I want to sayChorus:Livin'' in the west must have been the bestMust have been the greatest times of allMe I lived in the east and I was bored to say the least''Cause I never saw those sons of guns in bar-rooms starting brawlsChorus:Livin'' in the west must have been the bestMust have been the greatest times of allMe I lived in the east and I was bored to say the least''Cause I never saw those sons of guns in bar-rooms starting brawlsLyricsKeeper