The Gunslinger 歌词

In the dusty streets, where the shadows lie There's a man who walks, with a cold, steel eye He's the talk of the town, a legend untold With a hand on his Colt, and a heart made of gold They call him the Gunslinger, king of the West With a steady hand, he outdraws the rest Don't let his silence fool you, boy When the showdown comes, he's the real McCoy He's a man of few words, but his deeds are loud In a world of chaos, he's the one unbowed When the law can't stand, and the outlaws reign He steps into the fray, and brings the pain They call him the Gunslinger, king of the West With a steady hand, he outdraws the rest Don't let his silence fool you, boy When the showdown comes, he's the real McCoy With the Sun setting low, and the wind in his face He's the master of time, the keeper of pace With a flick of his wrist, and a spark in his eye The villains all fall, and the innocents sigh They call him the Gunslinger, king of the West With a steady hand, he outdraws the rest Don't let his silence fool you, boy When the showdown comes, he's the real McCoy So if you find yourself in a lonesome town Where the law's run dry, and the Sun's sinking down Look for the man with the shadowed brow The Gunslinger’s here, and justice is now