I'm the Smartest

Sheriff Arnett—
Oh the roughenest, toughenest, cussn'est Sheriff am I
I'm slicker on the licker than a digger when he's riding high
When I get dry start reach for your dough
Set' em up Joe, set 'em up Joe, set 'em up Joe.

I prime any crime worth a dime with the inside gen
And profit in the pocket when they cough it or
I clap 'em in the pen
There they can stay till I get my way
Yippee-i-ay, yippee-i-ay, yippee-i-ay!

When Rustlers rouse my spleen and I get keen
Know that I will getcha
That's unless you fetcha me the drink, Gink

I'm the rootenest tootenest lootenest outlaw crew
I'm hot as a shot and I pop 'em off fast'n you
This last on the draw
I get 'em for sure.

Chorus—
Hell a bore! Hell what a bore! Hell what a bore!