I'm a gambler
And I'm [bad word] But you knew that
When you lay down
I'm a picture
Of ugly stories
I'm a killer
And I'm a clown
Step into the street by sundown
Step into your last goodbye
You're a target just by living
Twenty dollars will make you die
I wear lace
And I wear black leather
My hands are lightning
On my gun
My shots are clean
And my, my shots are final
My shots are deadly
And when it's done
You're as stiff as my smoking barrel
You're as dead as a desert night
You're a notch
And I'm a legend
You're at peace
And I must hide
Tell me where the [bad word] I'm going
Let my bones fall in the dust
Can't you hear that ghost that's calling
As my Colt begins [bad word] In the dust
I'm a killer
I'm a clown
I'm a priest
That's gone to town