finer on the trigger of my.45
wanted posters all say dead or alive
haunted by the lessons that i have learned
touch a match to a bridge it's always gonna burn
i'm lost even when i'm starin' at the map
my only wish now is i could take it all back
i've robbed every bank from hell to houston
only thing on my mind is keep on shootin'
shotgun blasts ring out through the air
anything in front of my gun don't have a prayer
bullets spread out into the sky
you've got me cornered now
but partner you're just the next bullet in my gun
partner your just the next bullet in my gun
i hear the lonsome whistle of that southbound train
even the burn of whiskey won't kill my pain
the moon gets full and the coyote cries
these men are all driven by greed and lies
you see that smokin' gun in my hand
as the bodies all drop into the desert sand
remember back when i meant something
gunshots in the distance tell me keep on runnin'
shotgun blasts ring out through the air
anything in front of my gun don't have a prayer
bullets spread out into the sky
you've got me cornered now
but partner you're just the next bullet in my gun
partner your just the next bullet in my gun
shotgun blasts ring out through the air
anything in front of my gun don't have a prayer
bullets spread out into the sky
you've got me cornered now
but partner you're just the next bullet in my gun
partner your just the next bullet in my gun