调：Bb minor•
Verse 1
that's known throughout the land
They call me the bad man,
they say I kill for fun
I rode into a tattered town
a boy of twenty -three
soon
that sad and fateful day
The dealer kept on dealing,
the stakes were getting high
left to put on
The minutes seemed like hours,
you couldn't hear a sound
his hand
The cowboy stood and faced me,
his hands hung at his hips
He said, young man, slap leather,
I'm known for miles around
through and fired,
Now years have come and years have gone,
and many men have died
and hoped he'd be
And in my many fights to live,
I wonder if I've won
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Outro 1
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