Gunslinger Man

Well he came into town with His gun on his hips Fortified at night by some little pink slips Silver Smith and Wesson with a Pearl handled butt Cut polished shinin' from his hand to the nut Don't you know he's a gunslinger man 'N' he does the best that he can But you know he's a gunslinger man 'N' he won the West with his hand He used to be feared for the length of his gun Today he's known for the strength of his tongue In Poinsettia Park with Russian immigrants Hard as they work they're never heaven sent Don't you know he's a gunslinger man 'N' he does the best that he can But you know he's a gunslinger man 'N' he won the West with his hand Eight lines or worse, ten maids awaitin' He's thinking so loud that his teeth are grating False idols calling from his dusk to his dawn Got his daddy wonderin' what the hell he is on You'd see it in his eyes, see it in his verse Minute 'n' a half short of a ride in a hearse He needs no badges to identify him Don't you know he's a gunslinger man 'N' he does the best that he can But you know he's a gunslinger man 'N' he won the West with his hand