Lyrics

John Wayne

John Wayne, John Wayne
Where are you now we need you?
True grit is what we need
To save the world from mullahs flying aeroplanes
And keep the free world free
They're crazy as a loon
They're out of tune
They've got no fear of death
They're high on drugs
They turn their backs on Jesus
And they follow Bin Laden instead

But your cold and frosty glare
And the silver star you wear
The Duke is riding in
The good guys are going to win

John Wayne, John Wayne
We don't know what to do
We sure could use a hand
We're being overran by criminals
And contraband
And former Taliban
Their chief he has just one eye and he's mean
He'd kill you just for fun
And they treat their ladies mean
So saddle up now John Wayne and strap on your guns

And your cold and frosty glare
And the silver star you wear
The Duke is riding in
The good guys are going to win

John Wayne, John Wayne
They're holed up in the mountains
They know they can't survive
Why don't you round them up like cattle
Claim the reward
Bring 'em in either dead or alive
The president would smoke them out himself
All he needs is a few good men
To send them back beneath the rock they crawled from
And make the wild west great again

With your cold and frosty glare
And the silver star you wear
The Duke is riding in
The good guys are going to win

He's grizzly like a bear
But he's suave and debonair
When The Duke comes riding in
The good guys are going to win