gunslinger's glory
Singer:dead south, the
creep and crawl until you fall into that old dark room
where you left your sins and all of your friends
staring back the old man's lies as he watched you drown
you get up and you just splash around
as you hang from the tree with that look of despair
pulling out your guns and blast another round
one of these days you got your
i want to be the very best
the toughest motherfucker in these lands
i want to be the very best
the toughest motherfucker in these. lands
going around every day as i shoot away
taking 'em on down to their knees to pray
make my way up to the top
being a gunslinger is a glory and goddamn
i want to be the very best
the toughest motherfucker in these lands
i want to be the very best
the toughest motherfucker in these. lands
i'm laying on the cold cement
with a bullet. in my head