edge of sundown

on the edge of sundown

a man rode into town

his clothes were old and dirty like the guns he wore low down

and as he rode the people stared

tried to look on him

he's the man who'll take your life

take your life to boothill

sleeps by day and rides by night

like a mongrel always lookin' for a fight

got cold steel a bowie knife

just his way of life

he took no one

no not a sound

stares at the edge of town

only time that he'll be found

is on the edge of sundown

take you for your dollars babe

take you for your gold

make your life so miserable

he's gonna leave you mean and cold

and then he'll head on out

to another town

the only time when he'll be found

is on the edge of sundown

next time he'll be sundown. he's a killer and a robber and he'll make you grieve

shoot you in the back or in your sleep

got no name or identity

livin' in the wind

he's free.