Letras
Gunslinger, gunslinger, where did you go wrong?
When you were a child did the Cheyenne and Sioux
Refuse to play nicely with you?
Did you always feel you didn't belong?
Gunslinger
You killed one hundred and thirty men, my darling
And now you'd like to settle down
But other gunslingers are a-gunnin' for you
And a man's gotta do what a man's gotta do
My darling
Gunslinger, gunslinger, where did you go wrong?
When you were a child, were you forced to compete
With brothers you never could beat?
Did you always feel you didn't belong?
Gunslinger
Don't wear your guns in town today, my darling
Last night, you cried out, "Mother, dear"
You got a recurrent dream in your craw
And that dream of your maw will inhibit your draw
My darling
Gunslinger, gunslinger, please take my advice
You know in your mind that you're plumb insecure
And that killing a man is real immature
It's just an attention-getting device
Gunslinger
There you lie dead in the dust, gunslinger
And now your myth begins
Out in the West the folks all believe
You faced and killed the toughest hombres of your day
But time has exposed your feet of clay
Current researches have clearly shown
That ninety-three-point-six percent of the gunmen you killed
Were simply accident-prone
Gunslinger