[ Featuring the Panhandlers ]
Just as man and all things come from the water
Mack McGee rode east from that oasis town
As the heat beat down on him hotter
He thought back to Eden from this desert he's in now
Well the first stop that Mack had made in Eden
Was off his horse and into the saloon
With a dusty deck of cards Mack started dealin'
Said he'd buy every gambling man a round of booze
No the sheriff never took to Mack too kindly
Said, "That McGee could never be no honest man!"
How the hate and whisky in his gut was a-brewin'
When that sheriff went and lost another hand
Just as man and all things come from the water
From the oasis rode the rambler Mack McGee
Through the sand poor Mack was cursed to wander
No you couldn't squeeze a drop from his canteen
Then one day Mack fell deep in love with a girl named Sue
By the oasis they would rendezvous beneath the full, full moon
But that night their joy all turned to fright
When a silver badge, it caught a beam a light
The sheriff's scream echoed out from over the water, "Dirty Mack, get your grubby hands off of my daughter!"
Seems it was written in the stars
Since the day these cats met in that Martian bar
That tonight would be a showdown
But our man Mack was hot
And he drew first and shot
He fed that old sheriff six rounds of lead
Shot his sweet Sue's daddy six times dead
He sighed, "My Sue, Sue, sweetie Sue, what did I do?"
Then Sue said,
"Curse you Mack, now you can never back! As a fugitive you'll live out there alone
Until the red sand underfoot do claim your bones
You're cursed to roam and to never find a home!"
Just as man and all things come from the water
Mack McGee rode east from that oasis town
As the heat beat down on him hotter
He thought back to Eden from this desert he's in now
The last stop that Mack had made in Eden
Was to his horse, back at the saloon
As an angry mob formed right before him
That young cowboy knew exactly what to do
Well he looked at them all and he said, "Excuse me ladies and gentleman, I'm terribly sorry to inform you but, uh, in fact...
I ain't the hack called Dirty Mack
That Mr. McGee sure ain't me
But boys, come hell or high water
I'm sure that Mack will turn up dead
'Cause I'm stealing his horse
Just call me... Ted!"
Just as man and all things come from the water
From the oasis rode the rambler Mack McGee
Damned to eat the dust and to wander
No you couldn't squeeze a drop from his canteen
I tell ya
The story of man begins in the water
When he crawled up butt naked with a pistol on the sand
And though there ain't a being quick or smart enough to harm him
The love or water this cat finds can't never last
Though man and all things come from the water
Only liquor's served on the bars on Mars
