"Callahan" lyrics

You'll find us on the West Texas road
We're throwing up beer and blowing out smoke
And we're the wildest bunch that you've seen this far
We're always behind a beer or behind some bars

So, come on down to our land
That's where you'll find the drinking men
We've got silver bullets, real ones too
Our eyes are red and we smell like booze
Nine on our hip and a spark in our hands
Said, "You're goddamn right, we're on Callahan"

Big 'ol Dodge, three lights in front
We're [?] 'cause we're on the run
And we're [?] wreckin' crew
Yeah, we're damn sure familiar with the red and blues

So, come on down to our land
That's where you'll find the drinking men
We've got silver bullets, real ones too
Our eyes are red and we smell like booze
Nine on our hip and a spark in our hands
Said, "You're goddamn right, we're on Callahan"

We'll get together and time'll run on
For now, beer to save, but not for long
And we'll get to drinkin' like old times
And we're heading back, screaming, "Callhan's mine"
And we're heading back, screaming, "Callhan's mine"

So, come on down to our land
That's where you'll find the drinking men
We've got silver bullets, real ones too
Our eyes are red and we smell like booze
Nine on our hip and a spark in our hands
Said, "You're goddamn right, we're on Callahan"
We're on Callahan