paroles de chanson Ballad Of The Gun - CarlosRossiMC

Y'all listen to the Ballad of a man and his gun
The life he livin' ragged cuz he live on the run
Never backin' from a challenge he's an army of one
When his horse begin to gallop, you can hear the danger come
Saddle up and ride like this the Old West
Wheel gun at his side, blowin' smoke from his chest
Got hands like leather made to handle the reins
Weather worn gambler hat helpin' hide the pain
Cuz behind the rugged beard and the scowl on his face
Are rivers of old tears, and a heart full of hate
Been built through years of bad decisions and fate
This his final frontier, his fears fully faced
Gotta meetin' wit destiny and it's set for high noon
He'll be leavin' a legacy when he leave the saloon
Is he hero or villain, history will decide
Both men in position, the sun high in the sky

Lord forgive what I do now
But lights out like the sun down
Lord forgive what I do now
But lights out like the sun down

Been ridin' kinda hard since he seen first light
Gotta make that game of cards, keepin' that purse tight
Gotta make it to the pass, beddin' down for the night
When he dream of stackin' cash, that's when he feelin' right
Cuz he used to be rustlin', that ain't payin' the bills
So he gotta stay hustlin', cuz he likin' the thrill
But his world so cold, it left him wit no chill
He's never gonna fold cuz he gotta set of skills
He's a King at flippin' aces, he gotta keep it straight
Bet he Jack up your faces when you seein' what awaits
Cuz his Queen's a Ten, leavin' your face flush
I guess it all depend, if you believe in luck
What's luck to an outlaw, he pave his own way
Perfected the quick draw, now someone wanna play
So he gotta pay the piper for that Ace up his sleeve
See the stakes have gotten higher cuz someone about to bleed

Lord forgive what I do now
But lights out like the sun down
Lord forgive what I do now
But lights out like the sun down

The smoke clears, only one man remain
Elation through the fear, you can feel it with a bang
They call it a Peacemaker, that seem to make war
Call it a widow maker, dude dead on the floor
A hole in his chest lookin' wide as a forty five
Seein' the grin of death mean this your last ride
One day he gotta saddle up, but this ain't the one
Death is always catchin' up, this the ballad of the gun

Lord forgive what I do now
But lights out like the sun down
Lord forgive what I do now
But lights out like the sun down