[Guinevere]
I’m Guinevere, the fastest draw
My hand is fate, my word is law
And you will fear me
Call yourself a true gunslinger
See who has the quickest finger
Draw your gun

[Lancelot]
I’m Lancelot, the sharpest aim
Don’t try to play me at this game
You’re doomed to failure
You gave in to base corruption
Brought about your own destruction
Draw your gun

[Arthur]
I’m Arthur, I will rule this town
We’ll drive you out and run you down
Your reign is over
Sheriff Stone your death is soon
Your time is up, the clock strikes noon
Draw your gun

[Spoken] “Draw!”
[Jonny d'Ville]
Guinevere draws quickest
Her shots are clean and sure
And Ezra and Ezekiel
Lie bloodied on the floor

She fans out four more chambers
And Jezebel goes down
With a new quartet of holes punched through
The flesh around her frown

Nathaniel stands the tallest
The meanest of Stone’s clan
Until three shots from Lancelot
Leaves him dead atop the rusted sand

Ruth and Nicodemus
Mordacai and Obediah
All take a heartbound rifle slug
As he blows through them with fatal fire

Finally there’s Arthur
Stares down Sheriff Stone
He draws and fires, and leaves her kneeling
Coughing blood and bits of bone
[Spoken: Sheriff Stone]
“Do it, you piece of sh-” [GUNSHOT]

[Instrumental]