Short Life
I lived a short life,
but let me tell you,
I had wild west fun
I had two six shooters
and my trusty long gun
I had a steady hand,
I had an excellent eye
Some called me a marksman
If I took aim at you,
chances are you were gonna die
I never did think I would live too long,
it's the accepted fate when you live by the gun
There's only one unforgiving law ---
someone will come along
who has a faster draw
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