A Bullet With My Name

Don't cross your words with me, I'm a bad man Six-shooter on my hip, pinky linked to my hand As I walk through the valley of evil, I fear no-one Righteous be my aim, wicked is my gun They got a long list of reasons to kill me, dead And they ain't gonna wait for another night to fall But if I ain't lyin' in a pine box, they ain't takin' me at all It ain't nothin new, I'm a dead man either way Cause someone's got a gun out there, and a bullet with my name The splinters in my eyes don't mean a thing Like the blood on my boots faded from a dove's wings Double shot of whiskey and I drink it neat There's a wanted poster on the wall and it looks like me They got a long list of reasons to kill me, dead And they ain't gonna wait for another night to fall But if I ain't lyin' in a pine box, they ain't takin' me at all It ain't nothin new, I'm a dead man either way Cause someone's got a gun out there, and a bullet with my name They ain't gonna wait for another night to fall But if I ain't lyin' in a pine box, they ain't takin' me at all And it ain't nothin new, I'm a dead man either way Cause someone's got a gun out there, and a bullet with my name Yeah, a bullet with my name