Bounty Hunter

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"Good everning to you mister" the 
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bounty hunter said
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"Ya dont know me but I know that 
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there's a price on your head
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I know you're wanted dead or a 
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live thats what the posters say
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But I never shoot a man at night 
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when he ain't had time to pray"

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So I'll give until sunrise tomorrow 
my friend
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Before I come and shoot you down and
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 bring your body in
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I warn that I do my work quite well 
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with a gun or knife
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I've tracked down many a man I've 
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taken many a life

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Father do not mourn for me mother do
 not weep
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Whatever a man soweth that also 
shall he reep

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I had a long long sleepless night 
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with the fear upon my breath
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Tryin to get ready with my mornin' 
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duel with death
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I hid up in a hayloft out on the 
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edge of town
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And at sunrise the bounty hunter 
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came to shoot me down

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I fired down at the bounty hunter 
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sandin' out in the street
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He raised his gun and fired at 
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round of shots back up at me
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He hit my chest and shoulder, my gun
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 flew from my hand
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I am standin up in this hayloft a 
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wounded unarmed man

Chorus

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The bounty Hunter he holds his 
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fire and hollors up at me
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"Come out and take it like a man, 
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I make it quick and clean"
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I now my time is runnin out and I 
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got no time to stall
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So reach a grab the pitch fork that
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 hangin' on the wall

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My body arches as I stretch to face 
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the risin' sun
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And I feel like a warrior's bow, 
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freshly carved and strung
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I launch my body through the air 
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with the pitch fork in my hand
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Stabs the bounty hunter in the 
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chest and pins him to the sand

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And now my muscle start to rust and 
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my thoughts are growin' cold
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While Gabriel and Satan, shoot craps
 for my soul