The Gunsling
Yeah...
\r\n
\r\nWhen sun sets dusk and streets are cleared,
\r\nThis town's renegade is near.
\r\nStanding tall, awaiting host,
\r\nWhat's it like to see a ghost?
\r\nBoth outlaws equal, yes indeed,
\r\nA one shot rhythm to the gunsling
\r\nSo long my sweet.
\r\nBye Bye.
\r\n
\r\nStandin' alone through soot and stone,
\r\nHe draws from this holster, a man.
\r\nCrawlin' alone through the soot and stone,
\r\nHe makes his way home half to death.
\r\n
\r\nHe clenched his fist and said a prayer,
\r\nFor every breath of dusty air.
\r\nHe fires loud, the end is close,
\r\nWhat's it like to be a ghost?
\r\nBoth outlaws equal, yes indeed,
\r\nA one shot rhythm to the gunsling,
\r\nSo long my sweet.
\r\n
\r\nI hear those voices calling...
\r\n\"Take your life\"
\r\nI cannot take this lying down...
\r\nNO!
\r\n
\r\nStandin' alone through soot and stone,
\r\nHe draws from this holster, a man.
\r\nCrawlin' alone through the soot and stone,
\r\nHe makes his way home half to death.
\r\n
\r\nIn time. In vain.
\r\nI wash my hands of yesterday.
\r\nIf I should fall,
\r\nIf I should pass,
\r\nIt's worth one last stand before the gates of hell!
\r\n
\r\nI hear those voices calling...
\r\n\"Take your life\"
\r\nI cannot take this lying down...
\r\nNO!
\r\n
\r\nStandin' alone in soot and stone,
\r\nHe draws from this holster, a man.
\r\nCrawlin' alone through the soot and stone,
\r\nHe makes his way home half to death.
\r\n
\r\nIn time. In vain.
\r\nI wash my hands of yesterday.
\r\nIf I should fall,
\r\nIf I should pass,
\r\nIt's worth one last stand before the gates of hell!
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