A Story Song

Two-bit street pusher walking down the road
He ain't got no money and he ain't got no home
Can't make a living cause he ain't got no pay
So he keeps walking day after day
Head turned down sees a pistol in the dust
It's old and it's gray and it's covered in rust
Strolling into town sees a poster on the wall
Says dead or alive with a big money haul

Son
You best watch out
He's coming
Got your name written on his bullet
You best not
Find your face
On that wanted poster

Sees that face
Knows it well
He will send you
STRAIGHT TO HELL
Sees that face
And he knows it well
And he will send you
Straight
To
Hell

Stranger walks out with a poster in his hand
Comes back next day says he's owed 12 grand
Sheriff just laughs says
"Thats worth a whole crew"
Stranger says
"Yep, and I sold the carriage too"
Now he walks 'round
With a pocket full of bills
You can see his targets
Running for the hills
He keeps that rusty pistol
Placed over his heart
Not a thing in this world
He won't tear apart

Son
You best watch out
He's coming
Got your name written on his bullet
You best not
Find your face
On that wanted poster

Sees that face
Knows it well
He will send you
STRAIGHT TO HELL
Sees that face
And he knows it well
And he will send you
Straight
To
Hell

Years go by and the stranger gets old (Old)
As times gone by his heart's gotten cold
One last job then he's out and he's done (Done)
Can't do it no more cause he's had his fun (Fun)
So when it comes to bounty hunting, no one else compares
He's a master of his craft not a life that he'd spare
He's had that rusty pistol since the day he began
And when the stranger passes by it's buried in his hand!

Sees that face
Knows it well
He will send you
STRAIGHT TO HELL
Sees that face
And he knows it well
And he will send you
Straight
To
Sees that face
Knows it well
He will send you
STRAIGHT TO HELL
Sees that face
And he knows it well
And he will send you
Straight
To
Hell