Make your way down to the local saloon,
It's time to get drunk and strum a little tune.
You ask a wench for a pint of ale,
She says "Fuck a pint, drink the whole fuckin barrel"

Walk up to the floor and line up next to me,
Dance this dance and maybe you will see.
Step by step, left, right left,
Spin around til you puke on your chest

Get back in the line dance, we're not fucking done,
Til the corpses resurrect at the barrel of my gun.
Get back in the line dance, one more fucking round,
Passed out on the floor is where I'll be found.

We drank the arsenic and the blood,
Yet still there we stood.
Alone in the bar full of the dead,
A man on the floor, no eyes in his head.

Screaming in pain after his drink,
A painful death, but what did you think would happen?
When you're dying on the floor.

Suddenly a sound, we turn to the door as the wind howls,
A familiar score, the music has begun, and the dead began to rise.
The devil was standing there, goat like hooves and jet black hair,
He stomped again loudly and the pounding of the drum had slowly driven us mad.

We pulled our guns on that wretched beast, but there was nothing that we could do.
He was too much and we were surrounded, by souls now in his command.
But we managed to have the last word, before he cast us all to hell,
Can't you just let us, have one last fucking line dance?

Astonished at these sights, my eyes grew cloudy and I lost all sight,
We heard those drums again as the banjo suddenly stopped.
We heard a voice from across the room,
Toiling out in a deep cold boom
In the shadows of where he stands
He puts a shotglass in my hands

One more round, we drink or we die,
Blood on my hands and two black eyes.
The banjo starts and I hear the stomp
One last hoedown is all I want.

Walk up to the floor and line up next to me,
Dance this dance and maybe you will see.
Step by step, left, right left,
Spin around til you puke on your chest.

Get back in the line dance, we're not fucking done,
Til the corpses resurrect at the barrel of my gun.
Get back in the line dance, one more fucking round,
Passed out on the floor is where I'll be found..