Well, from Houston to New Orleans
To the badlands way out west
I high ride anywhere beneath the sun
Well there ain't no girl waiting for me
No one left up to adore me
That's the life of a hired gun
Well the sheriff and his posse's come a-ridin' after me
I spent my time living on the run
When my work is through
There ain't no place I am going to
And that's the life of a hired gun
Sometimes I think I'll settle down
Just to change my ways
But what's the use in dreaming?
I just drift around
I move from town to town
Well, I'll go where they require me
And I'll fight for those who hire me
Spend my time living like a lonely one
Yeah there ain't no girl waiting for me
No one left up in my afterglory
That's the life of a hired gun
Sometimes I think that I'll settle down
And change my ways
But what's the use in dreaming?
For I just drift around
As I move from town to town
So as I get back from New Orleans
I still got Houston in my sights
I've been high riding in sun
Keepin' up the fight
Yet but as I get back from shore
I'm still a little bit at bay from any war
And that's the life of a hired gun
That's the life
That's the life
That's the life
Of a hired gun