Born an outcast, an urchin on the streets Growing on the saddle, blazing guns and riding free This piece beside me, has won me coin and fame If you're a richman then I think we have to play
You think you'll catch me, you trust your aim (If you) don't wanna bite the ground, you better think again You try to tell me you are the law Save your breath for breathing, now we're kicking up a row
Enforcing peace you enforce the law I put them six feet under or in the gallows pole So make your peace, you're going down You had your chance to run, no scum will cross my town Don't brag about kid, you're gonna die Just pull the trigger and prepare to say goodbye You want some riches, I'll give some lead Just close your tab, ‘cause there's no whisky for the dead
The Last Shot The Last Shot The Last Shot Your honor or your life, choose and answer to my gun
This piece beside me, has won me coin and fame So, you're the sheriff?, then I think we have to play Go make your peace kid, you're going down You had your chance to run, no scum will cross my town You think you'll catch me, you trust your aim (If you) don't wanna bite the ground, you better think again You want some riches, I'll give some lead Just close your tab, ‘cause there's no whisky for the deadTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
