"How the West Was Won" as written by and Jacob Aaron Smith....
Rolling like a freight train through the night
I can't get your scent off my skin
I'm a loser girl, that's how I live my life
I wish I knew just how to treat you right

Oh I need some medicine
I feel your body next to him
Locked like lovers in the night
I better prepare for another hard drinking night
What would whiskey do?
You won't make things right

I better get my gun
Is that how the west was won?
Is that just what I've become?

I sure would like to think it ain't my fault
How could I blame anybody else
I'm a fuck-up, girl, that's how I live my life
I wish I knew just how to treat you right

Walk along the avenues
There's no drinking away these blues
This is how life's wrecking balls
Can't control myself for what I say or what I do
Shall I end it all?
Well it won't bring me back to you!

Well I better get my gun!
Is that how the west was won?
Is that just what I've become?

Oo ooo! Oo ooo!

Train's rolling off the tracks!

Oo ooo! Oo ooo!

Anything to get you back!

Rolling like a freight train through the night
I can't get your scent right off my skin
Well I better get my gun!
Is that how the west was won?
Is that just what I've become?


Lyrics submitted by Mellow_Harsher

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