Gunslinger's Glory - The Dead South

Creep and crawl until you fall into that old dark room

Where you left your sins and all of your friends

Staring back the old man’s lies as he watched you drown

You get up and you just splash around

Never really knowing why, they won’t understand

As you hang from the tree with that look of despair

Pulling out your guns and blast another round

Oh, one of these days you got your, you got your crown

I want to be the very best

Best there ever is

The quickest draw

The toughest motherfucker in these lands

I want to be the very best

Best there ever is

The quickest draw

The toughest motherfucker in these… lands

Going around every day as I shoot away

Taking 'em on down to their knees to pray

Make my way up to the top, as I knew I would

Being a gunslinger is a glory and goddamn, goddamn it’s good

I want to be the very best

Best there ever is

The quickest draw

The toughest motherfucker in these lands

I want to be the very best

Best there ever is

The quickest draw

The toughest motherfucker in these… lands

Well I got my wish, I was the best

The only problem is

I’m laying on the cold cement

With a bullet… in my head

In my head

In my head

Now I’m dead