He ambles across the lifeless hardpan Sunburnt hands propped upon gun-belts Sandblasted eyes set sight on the soil He squints and spits onto the bone-dry earth
Spurs strike silt as he strolls into town Doors and windows shut up tight A curtain sways in the corner of his eye Plate glass splinters with his bullet's bite
Thunderous cries roar from buildings Citizens stream out, brass cases take flight Round after round hammers through the small town With feet stuck like glue, every man he outdrew
Sunlight shimmers off a single gun-barrel A smile splits his face as bodies hit earth Pity him for his eyes are sandblasted He ambles across the lifeless hardpanTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
