I'm a gunslinger. I have killed men and if heaven keeps my record it's a volume of sin. I'm the reason your brother's six feet under. I'm the reason the West is wild. "Whose blood can I take," I wonder, "that'll make it worth my while?" I'm a gunslinger. Many men have I killed and the bullet from my barrel never had a free will. Will they hang me from the gallows? Will I drag behind a horse? Will they shoot me in the shallows? Watch me drown with no remorse? I can see those pearly gates before me. I can feel the burn in my eyes. I ain't scared how St. Pete will score me. What'll I tell Jesus Christ? I'm a gunslinger. I have killed men and the trigger 'neath my finger never pulled down my hand.
credits
from The Medders,
released September 1, 2009
Cheyenne vox, acoustic and electric guitar, harmonica
Carson bass
Will drums
Joshua piano
Priscilla harmony vox
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