Hired Gun

From Houston to New Orleans
From Houston to New Orleans
To the badlands way out west
A high rider way beneath the sun
When my work is done
There's no place I'm goin' to
That's the life of a Hired Gun

Sheriff and his posse they came riding after me
Spend my time living on the run
Well no good waiting for me
Left up to adore me
That's the life of a Hired Gun

Sometimes I think I'll settle down,
Try to change my ways
But what's the use in dreaming
I'll just drift around
Go from town to town

Go where they require me
Fight for those who hire me
Spend my life like a lonely one
When the day is through
No place I'm goin' to
That's the life of a Hired Gun

Sometimes I think I'll settle down,
Try to change my ways,
But what's the use in dreaming,
I'll just drift around,
Go from town to town,
That's the life of a Hired Gun.

So i as get back from New Orleans
I still got used to get my sights
I've been right beneath the sun, keep it up the fight
With as i get back from a shore
I still little bit bay from minette (oh?)

That's the life of a Hired Gun
That's the life of a Hired gun



Credits
Writer(s): 0, Peter Doherty
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