Standing at the burning house
Memories going round
Of what he has done and what should be
Feels like falling down
Emotions keep [bad word] wild
While loosing all around
Life seems like a tragedy
Lost what he had found

Packed up his belongings
Saddled up his horse
Left this town in agony
Left with this remorse
gunman on his way to [bad word] The sun is going down
Has to do what must be done
Deadman on [bad word] 
Until the time [bad word] Had to carry on
Always on [bad word] Shadows of the past
It seems like a dead man walkin'

His loneliness is more than pain
Drying out his heart
Former leader of the pack
Looking for a start
He used to work hard every [bad word] and handsome pal
Salvation, it has crossed his way
With the one so hard to find
Time for joy has been so short
And good has changed to bad
Beloved wife died in a year
And took with her his lad
He don't know what he's fighting for
Glory and for fame
His past is buried in Lamar
The whole world is to blame

Until the time [bad word] Had to carry on
Always on [bad word] Shadows of the past
It seems like a dead man...

All his life, all his pride
The bleeding never ends
All the shadows of the dead
Will get him now at last

He looks for reasons in the plans
Trouble is all he found
Just a man of circumstance
Gets back up the ground
The hangman has its bloody rope
Tied around his neck
The reaper is gonna have to wait
Your number is not up yet

Until the time [bad word] Had to carry on
Until the time [bad word] Shadows of the dead
Well, it seems like a dead man walkin'