A Gun On My Side
I rode into town
not looking for a fight
If you draw your gun
I will put you in my sight
I'm looking for a place
to lay my head
If you try to hurt me
I will shoot you dead
I'm on the trail
of a wanted man
I'm taking him back
to where it all began
There he will be hanged
by the end of a rope
For his life is over
there is no hope
I am carrying a weapon
a gun on my side
I can shoot from my horse
when I ride
If I am forced to use it
you bet that I will
No man will stop me
one shot, one kill
Six shots in my gun
and fast on the draw
I'm a bounty hunter
and he's the outlaw
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