There’s a shadow hanging over the saloon
As the lonely gunman comes to town
I’ve been travelling with the only light the moon
No one sees my face and no one puts me down
Oh you’re going down
Yeah you’re going down
Yeah yeah – Don’t talk about reason
I’m talking pistols at dawn
Get out of my way
Don’t take me for a fool
Don’t take me for a man that gives a fuck
I never read your rules
I guess you’re clean outta luck
Broken hearted, I’ve been on the run for years
I lost it and there’s no denying
If you push me I will manifest your fears
And I will take you down
Don't walk away from the fight
Stand tall and face it upright
Like a brick wall
You’re climbing tonight
I guess you’re clean out of luck

SUBMIT CORRECTIONS