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The Dead South

"Gunslinger’s Glory"

Creep and crawl until you fall into that old dark room
Where you left your sins and all of your friends
Staring back the old man's lies as he watched you drown
You get up and you just splash around

Never really knowing why, they won't understand
As you hang from the tree with that look of despair
Pulling out your guns and blast another round
Oh, one of these days you got your, you got your crown
Woah oh, oh, woah

[Chorus]
I want to be the very best
Best there ever is
The quickest draw
The toughest motherf**ker in these lands
I want to be the very best
Best there ever is
The quickest draw
The toughest motherf**ker in these... lands

Going around every day as I shoot away
Taking 'em on down to their knees to pray
Make my way up to the top, as I knew I would
Being a gunslinger is a glory and goddamn, goddamn it's good
Woah oh, oh, woah
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