Pistols gleaming in the sun
He rides across the plain
Blood, sweat, tears, hell
Snow or shine or rain
Behind he leaves a wake of dust
And death lies just ahead
He rides on into the mines
To kill these bastards dead
(Light the flame!
Smoke them out!
Shoot to kill!)
Ride on for justice with torch in his hand
His steed is shaking the heavens (above!)
Master of combat he lives by the gun
As the earth becomes saturated with (the blood!)
(Desperado!
Desperado!)
Piles of the beasts surround
The wounds of the fight mark his flesh
He is alone and soon he shall fall
But there is victory in his death
(Light the flame!
Smoke them out!
Shoot to kill!)
Ride on for justice with torch in his hand
His steed is shaking the heavens (above!)
Master of combat he lives by the gun
As the earth becomes saturated with (the blood!)
(Desperado!
Desperado!)
(Light the flame!
Smoke them out!
Shoot to kill!)
Ride on for justice with torch in his hand
His steed is shaking the heavens (above!)
Master of combat he lives by the gun
As the earth becomes saturated with (the blood!)