Three Pistols by Gordon Downey

Alright

Well, Tom Thompson came paddling past

I'm pretty sure it was him

And he spoke so softly in accordance

To the growing of the dim

He said, "bring on the brand new renaissance

'Cause I think I'm ready

When I was shaking all night long

But my hands were steady"

And three pistols came (yeah, sweep them all away)

And three people went on their way

Three pistols strong

And three people spent

Well, he found his little, lonely love

His bride of the northern woods

But, she took me to the opera house

Like she said she would

Then she sighed and she fell from the balcony

Shakespeare's bent to touch

She never had any time for me

'Cause I didn't protest enough

And three pistols came (yeah, sweep them all away)

And three people went on their way

Two pistols strong

And three people spent

Alright, alright, alright, alright, alright

Alright, alright, alright, woo

Well, little girls come on Remembrance Day

Placing flowers on his grave

She waits in the shadows 'til after dark

Just to sweep 'em all away

I say, bring on the brand new renaissance

'Cause I think I'm ready

I've been shaking all night long

But my hands are steady

And three pistols came (yeah, sweep them all away)

And three people went on their way

Three pistols strong

And three people spent

And three pistols came (yeah, sweep them all away)

And three people went on their way

One pistol strong

And three people spent

Woo yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah oh

Alright, woo