Bum Bandit lyrics

Hands up! Hands up!
Stick `em up, everybody;
And now we do the hold-up rag!
All aboard!
Look out! It`s the hold-up rag!

Mister Engineer, now look a-here,
There`s someone down there on the track. Yeah?
See that wicked eye?
He`s out to do or die;
Hear his pistol going crack?
Hold your watch and chain,
And stop the train;
Put on the brakes and let her drag.
For you certainly got to hand it
To that gentlemanly bandit
When he makes you do the hold-up rag!

Bimbo sings:

Hands up! Hands up!
Everybody, hands up!
Get out and do that hold-up rag!
Make it snappy there,
Go into your dance;
Don`t you hide that diamond in your pants!
Easy there,
Shell out, shell out!
Don`t you dare to yell out,
Drop your pearls and diamonds in the bag;
All aboard!
Look out! It`s the hold-up rag!

I`m Dangerous Nan, the sister of Dan McGrew,
Believe it or not,
My father and brother were tough,
But I`m the toughest one of the lot.

I`m Dangerous Nan McGrew,
Pipe down or I`ll fill you with lead.
I`m harder than nails and lucky as hell;
When I shoot at a body, it`s dead.

Bring me a barrel of whiskey,
A barrel of good old Three Star,
A handful of tacks for a chaser,
And a light for this lousy cigar.

Who told you you were tough?
Why, you couldn`t frighten a baby!
So, cut out this stunt, you poor little runt,
Before I forget I`m a lady!

I`m Dangerous Nan, the sister of Dan McGrew,
Believe it or not,
My father and brother were tough,
But I`m the toughest one of the lot.

I`m dangerous Nan McGrew,
Sa
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