Yeeeeaaaaaah!
When sun sets dusk and streets are cleared
Well, this town's renegade is near
I'm standing tall, awaiting host
What's it like to see a ghost?
Both outlaws equals, yes indeed
A one shot rhythm to the gunsling
So long my sweet
(Bye, bye)
Standin' alone through the soot and stone
He draws from his holster, a man
Crawlin' alone through the soot and stone
He makes his way home half to death
He clenched his fist and said a prayer
For every breath of dusty air
He fires loud, awaiting host
What's it like to be a ghost?
Both outlaws equals, yes indeed
A one shot rhythm to the gunsling
So long my sweet
I hear those voices calling!
Take my life!
I cannot take this lying down!
No!
Standin' alone through the soot and stone
He draws from his holster, a man
Crawlin' alone through the soot and stone
He makes his way home half to death
In time
In vain
I wash my hands of yesterday
If I should fall
If I should pass
It's worth one last stand before the gates
(Before the gates of hell!)
(Before the gates of hell!) (x2)
I hear those voices calling!
Take my life!
I cannot take this lying down!
No!
Standin' alone through the soot and stone
He draws from his holster, a man
Crawlin' alone through the soot and stone
He makes his way home half to death
In time
In vain
I wash my hands of yesterday
If I should fall
If I should pass
It's worth one last stand before the gates
(Before the gates of hell!)
When sun sets dusk and streets are cleared
Well, this town's renegade is near
I'm standing tall, awaiting host
What's it like to see a ghost?
Both outlaws equals, yes indeed
A one shot rhythm to the gunsling
So long my sweet
(Bye, bye)
Standin' alone through the soot and stone
He draws from his holster, a man
Crawlin' alone through the soot and stone
He makes his way home half to death
He clenched his fist and said a prayer
For every breath of dusty air
He fires loud, awaiting host
What's it like to be a ghost?
Both outlaws equals, yes indeed
A one shot rhythm to the gunsling
So long my sweet
I hear those voices calling!
Take my life!
I cannot take this lying down!
No!
Standin' alone through the soot and stone
He draws from his holster, a man
Crawlin' alone through the soot and stone
He makes his way home half to death
In time
In vain
I wash my hands of yesterday
If I should fall
If I should pass
It's worth one last stand before the gates
(Before the gates of hell!)
(Before the gates of hell!) (x2)
I hear those voices calling!
Take my life!
I cannot take this lying down!
No!
Standin' alone through the soot and stone
He draws from his holster, a man
Crawlin' alone through the soot and stone
He makes his way home half to death
In time
In vain
I wash my hands of yesterday
If I should fall
If I should pass
It's worth one last stand before the gates
(Before the gates of hell!)