(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