Rex Marksley

--------------------------------------- Make sure Capo is on the First fret! --------------------------------------- Rex Marksley Finest marksman in the west Rex Marksley When it came to gun slinging he was the best Rex Marksley at an younger age shot holes in cans without a missin' sadly they were in the pantry so beans painted the whole darn kitchen His parents then let him shoot the empty cans out on their fence but Rex trick shot out all the nails so out the fence all their cows went His father cried! Rex Marksley Finest marksman in the west Rex Marksley When it came to gun slinging he was the best Rex Marksley was a tinkerer an engineer extraordinaire He made quick-reloading gadgets so he could fire non-stop with panache and flare He became a gun for hire and a hero whereever he roamed he disarmed forty bandits one time with two gunshots all on his own Rex Marksley Finest marksman in the west Rex Marksley When it came to gun slinging he was the best He had heart and a righteous stand and they tell of his stories across the land He jammed the guns that fired his way by shooting bullets into their barrels they say He shot lightning from his hands with a miraculous invention, and zapped that evil demon train back to it's own dimension That giant copper ore golem, oh it was a fright, till Rex projectiled pick axes with dynamite He fought the corrupt Rattlesnake King and it hissed in agony, then Rex taught all the jackalopes to yodel in harmony Here we go now! (Yodelling) x2 --------------------------------------- (Underneath Mikes Solo) , E x4 Rex Marksley rode across the West bringing justice to the land He tamed enormous vultures, reined and flew them with one hand All the women blushed and fainted when Rex winked his eye and the bad guys always fell to their demise The man was a legend and hero through and through and Rex was a friend to the battered and the bruised He had seen a lot of wonderments in his glory days and he died an old man alone on the prairie they say Rex Marksley Finest marksman in the west Rex Marksley When it came to gun slinging he was best Yeehaw, yeehaw Yehaw! Bang bang! Yeehaw Bang bang