The Dead South - Gunslinger’s Glory lyrics

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 [?] no one rhyme, 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 I want to be the very best Best there ever is The quickest draw The toughest motherf**er in these lands I want to be the very best Best there ever is The quickest draw The toughest motherf**er 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, [?] Being a gunslinger is a glory and goddamn, goddamn it’s good I want to be the very best Best there ever is The quickest draw The toughest motherf**er in these lands I want to be the very best Best there ever is The quickest draw The toughest motherf**er in these… lands Well I got my wish, I was the best The only problem is I’m laying on the cold cement With a bullet… in my head In my head In my head Now I’m dead