i am a bastard son i drift from town to town i live for raising hell when the sun goes down some call me outlaw but i'
m known by many names a dark desperado purveyor of pain
t cross my path or face my wrath leave me alone wenches and whisky all i need to make my home death seems to follow me no matter where i ride my horse and my hat and my colt by my side
m the one with an ace up my sleeve don'
t challenge me you'
re the one i will gun down in the street that'
s why they call me
gunslinger soul stealer death dealer reach for the sky and die gunslinger grim reaper oath keeper hang em high gunslinger
ve seen a drawing of my face hung on a wall i'
m the most wanted man the worst you ever saw for years they'
ve tried to put a noose around my neck this here reward don'
t you try to collect
come meet your maker i will put you in a box i live amongst the dead the tumbleweeds and rocks i'
ll always face you never shoot you in the back dressed in my brown duster the bad guys wear black
coins in the eyes of my dead they'
ll tell no tales holes from my bullets in their heads laid to rest by the gunslinger
gunslinger soul stealer death dealer reach for the sky and die gunslinger grim reaper oath keeper hang em high gunslinger
wanted dead or alive the lawman arrived he called me out the saloon the town gathered round as the church bell chimed he faced me right at high noon he claimed he'
s the best the law in the west come quiet and surrender he said before he could draw so quick no one saw i fired and filled him with lead
gunslinger soul stealer death dealer reach for the sky and die gunslinger grim reaper oath keeper hang em high gunslinger
hang em high way up high

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