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Keller Williams - Bounty Hunter lyrics
"Good evening to you mister," the bounty hunter said. "You don't know me, but I know that there's a bounty on your head. I know you're wanted dead or alive, that's what the posters say. But I ain't ever shoot a man at night, when he ain't had time to pray." "So I'll give you until sunrise, tomorrow my friend, before I come and shoot you down and bring your body in. I warn you that I do my work quite well with a gun or knife. I've tracked down many a man, I've taken many a life." Father do not mourn for me, mother do not weep. Whatever a man soweth, then also shall he reap. I had a long long sleepless night, with the fever upon my breath. Tryin' to get ready with my morning duel with death. I hid up in a hay loft, out on the edge of town. And at sunrise that bounty hunter, he came to shoot me down. I fired down at the bounty hunter, he was standing down in the street. He raised his gun, and fired a round of shots back up at me. He hit my chest and shoulder and my gun flew from my hand. I'm trapped up in this hay loft, a wounded unarmed man. Father do not mourn for me, mother do not weep. Whatever a man soweth, then also shall he reap. The bounty hunter he holds his fire, and he hollers up at me and says, "Come out and take it like a man, I'll make it quick and clean." I know my time is runnin' out, and I got no time to stall, so I reach and I grab the pitch fork, that's hanging on the wall. My body arches as I stretch to face the rising sun. And I feel like a warriors bow, freshly carved and strung. I launch my body through the air, with the pitch fork in my hand, stabbed the bounty hunter in the chest, pinned him to the sand. And now my muscles, they start to rust, and my thoughts have grown cold, while Gabriel, insane, she grabs for my soul. |
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