He was [G] short and fat, and [F] rode out of the West, With a [G] Mogen David on his [F] silver vest. He was [G] mean and nasty right [F] clear through, Which was [G] kinda weird, ’cause he was [F] yellow too. They called him [G] Irving.
[Em] Big Irving. [C] Big, short Irving.
[D] Big, short, fat Irving.
[G] The hundred and forty-second fastest gun (CRACK) in the West.
[Em] Big Irving. [C] Big, short Irving.
[D] Big, short, fat Irving.
[G] The hundred and forty-second fastest gun (CRACK) in the West.
He [G] came from the old Bar [F] Mitzvah spread, With a [G] 10-gallon yarmulke [F] on his head.*
He [G] always followed his [F] mother’s wishes. Even [G] on the range he used [F] two sets of dishes. [G] Irving.
[Em] Big, fat Irving. [C] Big sissy Irving. [D]
[G] The hundred and forty-second fastest gun (CRACK) in the West.
[G] The hundred and forty-second fastest gun (CRACK) in the West.
A [G] hundred 41 could draw [F] faster than he,
But [G] Irving was looking for [F] 1-43
Walked [G] into Sol’s Saloon like a [F] man insane, And ordered [G] three fingers of [F] two cents plain. [G] Irving. [Em] Big, fat Irving.
[C] Big sport Irving. [D] Irving.
[G] The hundred and forty-second fastest gun (CRACK) in the West.
[G] The hundred and forty-second fastest gun (CRACK) in the West.
One [G] day Bad Max happened [F] into town. His [G] aim was to shoot fat [F] Irving down.
Bad [G] Max said, “Draw, and [F] draw right now!” And [G] Irving drew, drew a picture [F] of a cow.
[G] Irving. [Em] Big, fat Irving.
[C] Big gunfighter Irving. [D]
[G] The hundred and forty-second fastest gun (CRACK) in the West.
[G] The hundred and forty-second fastest gun (CRACK) in the West.
The [G] James Boys was comin’ on a [F] train at first sun, And the [G] town said, “Irving, we [F] need your gun.” When that [G] train pulled in at the [F] break of dawn, Irving’s [G] gun was there, but [F] Irving was gone.
[G] Irving. [Em] Big, fat Irving.
[C] Big help, Irving. [D]
[G] The hundred and forty-second fastest gun (CRACK) in the West.
[G] The hundred and forty-second fastest gun (CRACK) in the West.
Well, [G] finally Irving got three [F] slugs in the belly. It was [G] right outside the [F] Frontier Deli. He was [G] sittin’ there twirlin’ his [F] gun around, And [G] butterfingers Irving [F] gunned himself down!
[G] Irving. [Em] Big, fat Irving.
[C] Big dumb-dumb Irving.
[C] Big dumb-dumb Irving.
[D] Big dumb-dumb dead Irving.
[G] The hundred and forty-second fastest gun (CRACK) in the West.
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