The Gunfighter

When he rides into a town everybody holds their
breath, cause hangin' on his hip is the angel of death
And his hand goes for the leather then
somebody dies and when he walks away the somebody cries
But who's gonna cry for him, Yes whos gonna cry for him
He's the Gunfighter with the big
reputation and who's gonna cry for him
(Gunfighter, Gunfighter, Gunfighter)

As he rides from town to town there's no smile upon his face
And the stallion that he rides never slackens his pace
But always just around the bend,
there is one who will try to gun the Gunfighter and he too will die
But who's gonna cry for him, Yes whos gonna cry for him
He's the Gunfighter with the big
reputation and who's gonna cry for him
(Gunfighter, Gunfighter, Gunfighter)

So if you should see this man with a Colt in his
hand, on a horse that is gleaming and black as the night
Well then you'd better move aside cause many have
died, their six guns have fallen their women have cried
But who's gonna cry for him, Yes whos gonna cry for him
He's the Gunfighter with the big reputation and who's gonna cry for
him, oh who's gonna cry for him there's
no one to cry for him nobody cries for him