Hired Gun
Well, from Houston to New Orleans
To the badlands way out west
A high riding there, way beneath the sun
Well, there ain't no girl waiting for me
No one left up to adore me
That's the life of a Hired Gun
Well, the Sheriff and his posses come riding after me
I spend my time living on the run
Well, and when my work is through
There's no place I'm goin' to
That's the life of a Hired Gun
Sometimes I think that I'll settle down,
Just to change my ways
But what's the use in dreaming
For I'll just drift around
As I move from town to town
Well, I go where they require me
And I fight for those who hire me
I spend my time living like a lonely one
Well, there ain't no girl waiting for me
No one left up in my after-glory
That's the life of a Hired Gun
Sometimes I think that I'll settle down,
Just to change my ways,
But what's the use in dreaming,
For I'll just drift around,
As I move from town to town
(Drift around... town to town...
drift around... town to town... drift around...)
So as I get back from New Orleans
I still got Houston in my sights
I've been high riding in the sun, keeping up the fight
But as I get back from a shore
I still a little bit at bay from a man at war
That's the life of a Hired Gun
That's the life... yeh,
That's the life... yeh,
That's the life of a Hired gun
That's the life of a Hired Gun.
To the badlands way out west
A high riding there, way beneath the sun
Well, there ain't no girl waiting for me
No one left up to adore me
That's the life of a Hired Gun
Well, the Sheriff and his posses come riding after me
I spend my time living on the run
Well, and when my work is through
There's no place I'm goin' to
That's the life of a Hired Gun
Sometimes I think that I'll settle down,
Just to change my ways
But what's the use in dreaming
For I'll just drift around
As I move from town to town
Well, I go where they require me
And I fight for those who hire me
I spend my time living like a lonely one
Well, there ain't no girl waiting for me
No one left up in my after-glory
That's the life of a Hired Gun
Sometimes I think that I'll settle down,
Just to change my ways,
But what's the use in dreaming,
For I'll just drift around,
As I move from town to town
(Drift around... town to town...
drift around... town to town... drift around...)
So as I get back from New Orleans
I still got Houston in my sights
I've been high riding in the sun, keeping up the fight
But as I get back from a shore
I still a little bit at bay from a man at war
That's the life of a Hired Gun
That's the life... yeh,
That's the life... yeh,
That's the life of a Hired gun
That's the life of a Hired Gun.
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Writer(s): Peter Doherty, Alan Wass
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