Ryan Bingham - Gun Fightin Man lyrics
[Ryan Bingham - Gun Fightin Man lyrics]
Can you understand?
How does the devil and a gun
Get in a dead man's hand?
It's hard to make amends
When you're six feet underneath
A no man's land
He was a gun fightin man
It was the power of a choice
To never hear his mother's tears
But to feel her voice
Through a world of wicked eyes
Just a-bleedin from the hip of
A wild brush fire he was a gun fightin man
Love will never know
That blood is a shadow of a stain in the road
Another smile with no remorse
When death comes a-ridin that
Pale white horse
He was a gun fightin man
How does the devil and a gun
Get in a dead man's hand?
It's hard to make amends
When you're six feet underneath
A no man's land
He was a gun fightin man
It was the power of a choice
To never hear his mother's tears
But to feel her voice
Through a world of wicked eyes
Just a-bleedin from the hip of
A wild brush fire he was a gun fightin man
Love will never know
That blood is a shadow of a stain in the road
Another smile with no remorse
When death comes a-ridin that
Pale white horse
He was a gun fightin man
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