Pearl Harbor Pistol

That old one-trick pony
 Sat down in the dust
 He pawed the air
 The gunshots died away
 The sun was red as rust
 It was red as rust
 General G.A. Custer
 He was a mighty handsome man
 He loved dogs and children
 He loved the military band
 The military band
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 Well the vaudeville tramps and churchbell tollers
 Harlequins and holy rollers
 Lay their nickel down to raise the dead
 With a tune sung low and wistful
 And a pearl handled pistol
 And a mirror hung up above the bed
 Hung up above the bed
 Buffalo Bill he said good-bye to the boys
 Said they're spilling blood
 And taking scalps
 And making a joyful noise
 Make a joyful noise
 He said I'm off to fight the Indians
 And take a little off the top
 When I get home we'll all dress up
 And ride around the old big top
 Around the old big top
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 Sitting Bull was sitting
 In his cabin all alone
 And the cops they come to fetch him out
 They could not leave him alone
 Just leave him alone
 And that old one-trick pony
 He sat down in the dust
 And he danced for the ghost of Sitting Bull
 Because baby the show must go on
 The show must go on