A Bullet With My Name

Don't cross your words with me, I'm a bad man
Six-shooter on my hip, pinky linked to my hand
As I walk through the valley of evil, I fear no-one
Righteous be my aim, wicked is my gun

They got a long list of reasons to kill me, dead

And they ain't gonna wait for another night to fall
But if I ain't lyin' in a pine box, they ain't takin' me at all
It ain't nothin new, I'm a dead man either way
Cause someone's got a gun out there, and a bullet with my name

The splinters in my eyes don't mean a thing
Like the blood on my boots faded from a dove's wings
Double shot of whiskey and I drink it neat
There's a wanted poster on the wall and it looks like me

They got a long list of reasons to kill me, dead

And they ain't gonna wait for another night to fall
But if I ain't lyin' in a pine box, they ain't takin' me at all
It ain't nothin new, I'm a dead man either way
Cause someone's got a gun out there, and a bullet with my name

They ain't gonna wait for another night to fall
But if I ain't lyin' in a pine box, they ain't takin' me at all
And it ain't nothin new, I'm a dead man either way
Cause someone's got a gun out there, and a bullet with my name
Yeah, a bullet with my name



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Writer(s): Brandon Moore
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