Alan Jackson - A Million Ways To Die Lyrics
Cowboys and pioneers, come lend your eyes and ears.I've got the need to testify.Don't try to fill your nest out in the open west'Cause there's a million ways to die.Six bullets in the gut or just a paper cut... too many ways to quantify.They'll cut your ankle off to cure a minor cough'Cause there's a million ways to die.[Chorus]It's a hundred and one in the shade of the sun.If you fall asleep, you fry.[Chorus]You can live like a saint but there just really ain'tNo avoiding a million ways to die.[Chorus]Smallpox and bigger pox, and deadly tomahawks... or God forbid you steal a pie.They'll blast you into shards for bein' good at cards.'Cause there's a million ways to die.Out on the desert plains it hardly ever rainsAnd you can hear coyotes cry.They'll eat you up and then they'll crap you out again'Cause there's a million ways to die.[Chorus]With a whoosh and a whack there's a knife in your back'Cause you got a fancy tie...[Chorus]It's a kick in the pants but you don't have a chanceOf escaping a million ways to die.[Chorus]
