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I hope we don't disturb your scene Here below the border But men who deal in loco weed Don't care for law and order. We shoot our guns and watch 'em run, Sittin' high up in the saddle. We smoke and fight and ride all night But we won't punch no cattle. I got a stallion His name is Fred And if you think that's funny Jack, I'll blow off your head We're the Crackers We're the Crackers We're the Crackers We're the Crackers We fought the federales At the Mexicali jail And we've been riding fourteen days All down the dusty trail * On the deserts and the prairies SongtexteDown the canyon side We're wild and we're hairy And we know how to ride. * We're the Crackers We're the Crackers We're the Crackers We're the Crackers We used to operate our gang From Waco to Killeen The pigs from Amarillo Tried so hard to blow our scene The marshals and the rangers Tried to shoot us down The Utah vigilantes Tried to run us out of town We cut a bloody trail across The dirty Rio Grande We call ourselves the Crackers, We're a rock n' roll band I could start to tell you Things I've heard out on the trails It's understood among good thieves Dead men tell no tales. We're the Crackers We're the Crackers We're the Crackers We're the Crackers Aus Songtexte Mania