Wild Wild West

The Chase

The bank teller throbbed, "I have been robbed!
And they headed down that trail!"

He couldn't go wrong, as it wasn't to long
After the sheriff was on their tails

He could tell by the looks of the crazy old crooks
They must have done this before

He could guarantee one thing, that he'd surely bring
Them to jail and lock the door

He caught up with a thieve, as he rolled up his sleeves
And tackled him down off his steed

He pinned him to the ground, then tied him down
And watched the other one flee

So he hopped up on his horse and rode back on his course
Now to him you have to hand it 

He tracked him down to a nearby town
And started searching for the bandit

He checks everywhere, without despair
He even checked the house of whores

Then he heard a shout, and a riot break out
And that's when he stepped through the tavern doors