Shotgun Kelly

By C.R. Diamond

Life with shotgun Kelly
Gets a little bit helly
She’s not one to be pushed around
She’s the tough kind of dame
And She’s never the same
And she’ll have you screaming on the ground

Kelly, oh, Kelly, she’s a real fine looker
Back way in the past she used to be a hooker
Then something went bad,
Someone treated her wrong
Now she’s mad
And she’s singing her song

Kelly, oh Kelly, she’s ringing the bells
Revenge will be hers like never before
The song will ring, and pain’s in store
Shotgun Kelly, smoking shotgun shells

Life with Shotgun Kelly
Gets a little be helly
She’s not one to be pushed around
She’s the tough kind of dame
And She’s never the same
And she’ll have you screaming on the ground

Kelly, oh Kelly, when she found that shmuck
Kelly, oh Kelly, how his luck did suck
He drew his gun, but she shot him first
She blew him away with a buckshot burst

He tried to move, but she shot once more
This time sending him across the floor
He sputtered out words to amend
But Kelly had planned a different end

Life with Shotgun Kelly
Gets a little bit helly
She’s not one to be pushed around
She’s the tough kind of dame
And She’s never the same
And she’ll have you screaming on the ground

Kelly, oh Kelly, when he was dead
How she had made his corpse so red
And after she reloaded her gun
She disappeared into the setting sun

Life with Shotgun Kelly
Gets a little bit helly
She’s not one to be pushed around
She’s the tough kind of dame
And She’s never the same
And She’ll have you screaming on the ground….

Fade away after ‘Ground….’