Silver pistols at my side
I never got over bein' a soldier
Collectin' dollars and dimes
36 inches high
Three times me made a yardstick
In the canon's roar
Were put to a shackle and key
About twelve inches long
36 inches high
Once I was a ruler
I heard the rich man grumble
36 inches high was I
Once I was a tax man
And I lost track of the men who fell
I heard the poor man cry
Some few couldn't afford to pay
Carryin' the flags of war
I never got over bein' a tax man