Santa made me do it Field Medic

Sitting there in that dark saloon
Playing cards to a rag time tune
A big old fellow started eyeing me mean
& on his hip he had an iron machine
Well I had one too
But I didn't wanna use it
Till he reached for his
& I had to beat him to it
Shot him thru his heart
Like an arrow from cupid
& I can't be to blame
Cuz santa made me do it

Later that night on a midnight right
Passed by a ranchers house with a colt outside
Then I shared a look
Between my horse & I
& in that moment
Him & I conspired
So I hopped that fence
& I coo'd that colt
Gave him a carrot to chomp on
While I untied him from the post
Lead him down the trail
He became my new pet
& it's not my fault
Cuz santa made me do it