True, the Ancient Gray Shadow Always Wins
True, The Ancient Gray Shadow Always Wins
The ancient gray shadow never backs down
It deals, never gives any mercy card
Yes, favorite evil in this old town
Dying is easy, and living is hard
Crazy Seven was always a crazy clown
Crazy Seven is a cold bloodied freak
Had a seven shot pistol special made
Drinks three gallons whiskey a week
Kills 'em all whenever he been played
But that year crazy seven gave a call
Yes, it was certain one of them would die
Gray shadow left Seven dead in the hall
Nobody gave damn, there was no goodbye.
The ancient gray shadow never backs down.
Yes, favorite evil in this old town.
The ancient gray shadow always pa said
Seven made fight, I said you're good as dead.
Robert J Lindley,
first composed june 15th 1971
Published here with no edits.
Copyright © Robert Lindley | Year Posted 2023
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