BAD45 - In The West

1st Verse:
A miserable day / I wish I could say
It's gonna pan out / but it's fizzling out
Not a drop, no cloud / it's a full-blown drought
Almost can't move, only at diminished pace
Sun burns down relentlessly on my face
The next town must only be minutes away
A ray of hope / although it's still uncertain
If it's to bring about change
Cos people are not / sweet-tempered these days
Every man for himself
Deceiving, they plot / and smile at your face
Boy, I'll be damned, go to hell!
Thank God, I'm a loner / non grata persona
That's how I got older / than the average man
Bеtter move on now / the sun is about to sеt over
Them Great Plains
I'm gonna make camp in this old ravine
Start a small fire, bake me some beans
Prepared for the cold of the night, I
Got me a Bison skin / some shuteye I need
Sleep with my iron / wake up at the slightest peep
Not even a lion pride could creep / up on me
A two-hours rest / is all that I get
It's fine by me
Chorus:
When you ride through the West
One tough son of a bitch
A life in the West
It takes a heavy toll
You ride through the West
Never know what or which
A life in the West
Unforgivable

2nd Verse:
Reaching St. Anne, a quarter past noon
Tie up my horse / at Sherman's Saloon
A couple of goons / right on the porch
Never met 'em before / but will do so soon
'course they're suspicious / mean, this is
A place that's so vicious / publicists will name it
The Devil's Womb / where Evil was born
Step inside / size up the place
Reconcile / myself to fate
All eyes / upon that stranger
Who am I / to walk up straight
To the bar / wetting my throat, uhh
Sit at the table to play me some poker
Guess them good times are over / cos that's when I
See them fools stepping in
People get startled, choose your weapon and
Prepare for battle, man / it takes a second, then
The smoke is settling / you can add several men
To my body count / as of yet still nobody found
A cure better than / pure dominance
To the disease that called arrogance
Guess, I'm on the road again
Spurring my horse / a Quarter, of course
Riding for miles, no rest / got this feeling in my gut
This time I'm less / fortunate
Not only the sheriff's on my ass
But the rest of Mc Gilding Gang on my trail / to let justice prevail
And I don't mean putting me up for trial
So, I'm well-advised / to lay low for a while
Head to the mountains / been here for thousands of years
Keep watching my rear / as the night's drawing near, I can feel
My eyes getting weary / hardly can tell if what I'm seeing is real
So, here is where I be laying to rest
Praying the slaying will pass / as I close my eyes
I wake up to stare down the barrel / no need to be fighting now, boy, just let go
Chorus
When you ride through the West
One tough son of a bitch
A life in the West
It takes a heavy toll
You ride through the West
Never know what or which
A life in the West
Unforgivable
When you ride through the West
One tough son of a bitch
A life in the West
It takes a heavy toll
You ride through the West
Never know what or which
A life in the West
Unforgivable

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