Cowboys and coppers verse injuns and robbers,

Take a guess for which side I was prone

Maniacal pleasures and a taste for misfortune,

The legacy for which I was known

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Down and out, I scream and I shout.

For this man from whom I need my advice

If the price is your life son, you'd better think twice as you march to the front like a soldier

So you'd think I'd aspire for greatness, hell-bent to make a name on my own

Genetically programmed for the wheel of misfortune, I'm an heir to an unwanted throne

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Now they've all got their theories,

Opinions and such about this man who is down on his luck

Well the offers are plenty,

My options are many, still I opt to face my problems alone.