I am riding all alone, the last of a kind A ghost in the wind, what will I left behind My gun is getting so damn heavy to wear And I know my life's been so far from fair When I sleep and dream I see them all so bright My victims for my gun, they come to me at night To regret my life at this point seems very petty My history is all about shame, there's no space for glory From doing everything in my life toatlly wrong In the end I hear the fading tones of my closing song I know it's much too late to hope for absolution The only thing that awaits is my final execution Yeah, the devils fire is burning for me, and I can hear the tolling bell You may believe my words or not I am the very last gunslinger and know this for shure, I'm riding straight to hell I swear to you, I have fired my last shot The shiny spurs jingle, a haunting, shivering sound On the back of my weary horse, I'm the loneliest man around With no more to offer in life than a cold heart made of steel I'm a walking wanted poster, with wounds that never heal Will I face a firing squad, or dance upon the rope? Is there a preacher in this land who still believes in hope? I know it's much too late to hope for absolution The only thing that awaits is my final execution Yeah, the devils fire is burning for me, and I can hear the tolling bell You may believe my words or not I am the very last gunslinger and know this for shure, I'm riding straight to hell I swear to you, I have fired my last shot I know it's much too late to hope for absolution The only thing that awaits is my final execution Yeah, the devils fire is burning for me, and I can hear the tolling bell You may believe my words or not I am the very last gunslinger and know this for shure, I'm riding straight to hell I swear to you, I have fired my last shot
