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Under blood-red skies, where vultures wheel,
A stranger rides with a heart of steel.
Boots worn thin, eyes cold and mean,
The gunfighter walks where death’s been seen.
Chorus
Oh, the gunfighter rides, through a lonesome cry,
Six-gun at his side, fire in his eye.
No name, no home, just a shadow’s reign,
The gunfighter walks through dust and pain. Verse 2
Saloon doors creak, the air grows tight,
Whispers tell of blood in the night.
His hand don’t shake, his grin’s a blade,
Death steps in where legends are made. Chorus
Oh, the gunfighter rides, through a lonesome cry,
Six-gun at his side, fire in his eye.
No name, no home, just a shadow’s reign,
The gunfighter walks through dust and pain. Bridge
Church bell tolls, the duel’s at noon,
Sun burns high, showdown’s comin’ soon.
One spark, one shot, the dust will claim,
A lonely grave with no man’s name. Outro
When the sun sets low, and the winds complain,
The gunfighter fades in the desert’s refrain.





