Lyrics:

Smackwater Jack he bought a shotgun
Cause he was in the mood of a little confrontation
He just let it all hang loose
He didn't think about the noose
He couldn't take no more abuse,
So he shot down the congregation

You can't talk to a man with a shotgun in his hand

Big Jim the Chief stood for law and order
He called for the guard to come and surround the border
Now fron his bulldog mouth
As he led the posse south
Came the cry 'We got to ride to clean up the street
For our wives and our daughters!'

You can't talk to a man when he don't want to understand

The account of the capture wasn't in the papers
But you know, they hanged ole Smack right then (instead of later)
You know, the people where quite pleased
Cause the outlaw had been sized
And on the whole, it was a very good year for the undertaker

You can't talk to a man with a shotgun in his hand