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 Yeah...
 
 When sun  dusk and streets are cleared,
 This town's  is near.
 Standing tall,  host,
 What's it like  see a ghost?
  outlaws equal, yes indeed,
 A  shot rhythm to the gunsling
 So  my sweet.
 Bye Bye.
 
  alone through soot and stone,
 He draws from this holster, a 
 Crawlin' alone through the  and stone,
 He makes his way home half  death.
 
 He clenched his fist and said  prayer,
 For every breath  dusty air.
 He fires loud, the  is close,
 What's  like to be a ghost?
  outlaws equal, yes indeed,
 A one shot rhythm to the 
 So  my sweet.
 
 I hear those voices 
 "Take your life"
 I cannot take this lying 
 NO!
 
 Standin' alone  soot and stone,
 He draws from this holster,  man.
  alone through the soot and stone,
  makes his way home half to death.
 
 In time. In 
 I  my hands of yesterday.
 If I should 
  I should pass,
 It's worth one last stand before the gates of 
 
 I  those voices calling...
 "Take your life"
  cannot take this lying down...
 NO!
 
 Standin' alone in  and stone,
 He draws from  holster, a man.
 Crawlin' alone through the soot  stone,
 He makes his way home half to 
 
 In time.  vain.
 I  my hands of yesterday.
 If I  fall,
  I should pass,
 It's  one last stand before the gates of hell!