(G. Liszt, based on Wanted Man by B. Hilliard, L. Pockriss)
I did have to do it
And yeah I did do it
I did it but damn did it cost me
What good are my two bare hands
On a twenty man posse?
Bullet in my shoulder
Blood running down my vest
Ah theyre coming
Theyre never going to let me rest
I took off out of that dumpy town
But now his boys are coming to hunt me down
Im not going to be going down easy
Im not going to be going down quickly
I cant k** the pain
Its still the same
No morphine and Im about out of whiskey
Bullet in my shoulder
Blood running down my vest
Ah theyre coming
Theyre never going to let me rest
If only I could have turned a cold shoulder
I could have blown it off instead
I might be dumb but I do know well
Shell love another man when Im in a coffin dead
The rage in my body
Filled in the building
He put up a good fight
Its a miracle I k**ed him
Bullet in my shoulder
Blood running down my vest
Twenty man posse coming to toss me
Theyre never going to let me rest
Was it worth it bothering?
It wasnt
Twenty mad men and a father and a cousin
Coming to k** me in my prime
Id really been hoping to get older
It would have been nice
But Im on a tired old worn-out horse
Whats more Ive got a
Bullet in my shoulder
Blood running down my vest
Theyre never going to let me rest
Better to go down one night
Dead in gunfight blazing
Than shackled chained strangled
Dangling while they stone my face in
I had to do it I did do it
I did it but damn did it cost me
Tell me
What good are my two bare hands
On a twenty-man posse?
Bullet in my shoulder
Blood running down my vest
Theyre coming
Theyre never going to let me rest