Slim Carter Lyrics

Who's gonna give a job to old Slim Carter, Who's gonna give a man a place to say. Who do you know that needs an old tired out rodeo man Who do you know nowadays needs a gun hand Who needs a gunhand I heard he was born somewhere in South Dakota His mama ran off with an Indian Agent They say they hung his daddy for selling bad whiskey to the Balckfeet So at ten years old, he hit the road, and kept on moving Who's gonna give a job to old Slim Carter Who's gonna give a man a place to say Who do you know that needs an old tired out rodeo man Who do you know nowadays needs a gun hand Who needs a gunhand He finally ended up in Hollywood California He hocked the gold buckle that he worked so hard for Landed a job as a stuntman for America's favorite cowboy Until the stage had a wreck, he broke his neck And it was all over Who's gonna give a job to old Slim Carter Who's gonna give a man a place to say Who do you know that needs an old tired out rodeo man Who do you know nowadays needs a gun hand Who needs a gunhand Who needs a gunhand Who needs a gunhand?