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When you see the golden trigger Stand before your eyes By the time you stop to figure Lady Wingshot flies away. You are so inviting And I feel so in tune with you. Your draw is fast as lightning My eyes are captured by your moves. You ride in three-ring splendor I find I'm rising with the crowd Too small for you to see me Although I'm yelling right out loud. When you see the golden trigger Stand before your eyes By the time you stop to figure Lady Wingshot flies away. You are so inviting And I feel so in tune with you. Your draw is fast as lightning My eyes are captured by your moves. My my, Lady Wingshot Why can't you slow down in a crowd. Bye bye, Lady Wingshot, Each blow is ringing true and loud. From Letras Mania