Annie Oakley Hanging - 13 Steps lyrics
[Annie Oakley Hanging - 13 Steps lyrics]
1 2 3 4, 9 more steps and then we draw
1 2 3 4, 9 more steps and then we draw
13 steps is all they could agree for
The only way to settle between money men
In his hands, the weapon he loved
And each step was a gift from above
And he thought he heard her voice in the wind
As he waited for the gunshot noises to win
You could greet her with a
Fortune in your hand
Or be buried like our boot marks in the sand
Hold tight 'cause the alarm's here
Look up, let your last few in
You could greet her with a
Fortune in your hand
1 2 3 4, 9 more steps and then we draw
1 2 3 4, 9 more steps and then we draw
A fortune shared is a
Fortune that's been half
And men like this they wear
Their pride with no scars
In his mind was the women he loved
And each step was a gift from above
He thought he saw the money in the wind
As he waited for the 13 steps to begin
You could greet her with a
Fortune in your hand
Or be buried like our boot marks in the sand
Hold tight 'cause the alarm's here
Look up, let your last few in
You could greet her with a
Fortune in your hand
1 2 3 4, 9 more steps and then we draw
1 2 3 4, 9 more steps and then we draw
1 2 3 4, 9 more steps and then we draw
1 2 3 4, 9 more steps and then we draw
1 2 3 4, 9 more steps and then we draw
1 2 3 4, 9 more steps and then we draw
1 2 3 4, 9 more steps and then we draw
13 steps is all they could agree for
The only way to settle between money men
In his hands, the weapon he loved
And each step was a gift from above
And he thought he heard her voice in the wind
As he waited for the gunshot noises to win
You could greet her with a
Fortune in your hand
Or be buried like our boot marks in the sand
Hold tight 'cause the alarm's here
Look up, let your last few in
You could greet her with a
Fortune in your hand
1 2 3 4, 9 more steps and then we draw
1 2 3 4, 9 more steps and then we draw
A fortune shared is a
Fortune that's been half
And men like this they wear
Their pride with no scars
In his mind was the women he loved
And each step was a gift from above
He thought he saw the money in the wind
As he waited for the 13 steps to begin
You could greet her with a
Fortune in your hand
Or be buried like our boot marks in the sand
Hold tight 'cause the alarm's here
Look up, let your last few in
You could greet her with a
Fortune in your hand
1 2 3 4, 9 more steps and then we draw
1 2 3 4, 9 more steps and then we draw
1 2 3 4, 9 more steps and then we draw
1 2 3 4, 9 more steps and then we draw
1 2 3 4, 9 more steps and then we draw
1 2 3 4, 9 more steps and then we draw