Who is the tall, dark stranger there.
The one with the gun and the icy stare.
The one with the scalp of his ex-wife's hair.
Psy-cho Dad, Psycho Dad, Psycho Dad!
He's a durn good pa, but he hates the law.
He likes to eat it raw, Psycho Dad!
Who's that ridin' across the plain.
Who's lost count of the wives he's slain.
Who is the man who's plum insane!
Psy-cho Dad, Psycho Dad, Psycho Dad!