Guns In The West
I hitched up my horse to a post on the right
I went inside with my collar open
He was an outlaw and I a wanted man
Bang! Now it's time to die
Guns in the West, in this dirty saloon
Rush to the desert and you gonna be free
I follow the wind and I don't know why
I see a hanged man at the edge of town
Last I heard was "sangre de cabrón"
And I saw my hat on the ground
Guns in the West, in this dirty saloon
Rush to the desert and you gonna be free
I went inside with my collar open
He was an outlaw and I a wanted man
Bang! Now it's time to die
Guns in the West, in this dirty saloon
Rush to the desert and you gonna be free
I follow the wind and I don't know why
I see a hanged man at the edge of town
Last I heard was "sangre de cabrón"
And I saw my hat on the ground
Guns in the West, in this dirty saloon
Rush to the desert and you gonna be free
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Writer(s): Nicolaj Stochholm
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