Have gun will travel, reads the card of a man
A knight without armor in a savage land
His fast for gun hire heeds the calling wind
A soldier of fortune is a man called Paladin
Paladin, Paladin, where do you roam?
Paladin, Paladin, far, far from home
He travels on to wherever he must
A chess knight of silver is his badge of trust
There are campfire legends that the Blade's men sing
Of the man with the gun, of the man called Paladin
Paladin, Paladin, where do you roam?
Paladin, Paladin, far, far from home
Far from home, far from home
