I was born with a pistol in my hand You can hear those shots ring throughout the land Every outlaw knew my name - They ended up the same I was born with a pistol in my hand
Madman was evil that I found I rode and searched in every little town Every camp fire I did warm, shoot to kill is what I want Madman was the evil that I found
Any pain you could imagine I would make him feel From heartache to hunger Your demise is at my will I'll make him feel more frightened I'll make him shriek in pain Then I'll take his soul And then I'm gone again
Roy Bean hung a badge upon my breast Johnny you were born to be the best All you outlaws run and hide, This lawman will arrive Wanderin' on the badge upon my breast
This long rifle's got you in his sight Plukin' outlaws every day and night Jackson knew my name - He ended up the same This long rifle's got you in my sight
Any pain you could imagine I will make him feel From heartache to hunger Your demise is at my will I'll make you feel more frightened I'll make you shriek in pain Then I'll take your soul And then I'm gone again
I died with a pistol in my hand Now I haunt this Arazonian land I broke my baby's heart With another little slut Died with a pistol in my hand Died with a pistol in my hand Died with a pistol in my handTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
