Letra de Cowboy Gunning

I'm a wanted man running hard A convict tô the state of heart If I'm found ill hang by the neck With a gun in hand and an early start Saddled up with a little tar Cause when I ride I ain't looking back Cowboy gunning like an outlaw Madman running from the Lord's call Good ol Shepherd's calling home his sheep Bad boy hit the end of his rope Sad man's slipping on a death slope Lord" he's praying: My sin whatn't cheap Well I'm a looking back am I too far? My saddle's covered in this tar And midday heat is scorching my dry throat Well I played the man but don't look the part That old horse threw me 7 yards And landed with a mouthful of hot dirt Well I'sa Cowboy gunning like an outlaw Madman running from the Lord's call Good ol Shepherd's calling home his sheep Bad boy hit the end of his rope Sad man's slipping on a death slope Lord, he's praying: My sin whatn't cheap Well I'm a dragging myself in the dark The Moon beam's bright beside the stars as I cry out tô a God that I don't know Oh I'm afraid Lord I need heaven's part He said: Son, I'll save you right where ya are And that wicked man got freedom tô his soul Cowboy gunning like an outlaw Madman running from the Lord's call Good ol Shepherd's calling home his sheep Bad boy hit the end of his rope Sad man's slipping on a death slope Lord " he's praying, my sin whatn't cheap