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COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Brodie Watts
Songwriter
Colin Mark Andrew Crowther
Songwriter
Kurt Thomas Edmond Gaudet
Songwriter
Brady Garret Doiron
Songwriter
Lyrics
Long dark trail leads into the night
When the sun goes down, I lead a different life
I chase the rush
I chase the feeling
Folks who don't know me think I'm a heathen
I play the people like I, play the cards
No love but lust, keeps my beating heart
If I'm played, I don't forget a face
I play my pistols like a pocket ace
Oh oh, I stop drinkin'
I stop thinkin'
I stop blinkin', hand on the trigger
I'm yelling outlaw
My heart don't thaw
Hangman's noose on the spot
And I, I've been across the land
And I'm leaving it all behind
I've got a dead man's hand
And I know I'm the next in line
Doors kicked in down at the saloon
They want my head but I know these fools
They now what I've done
They know where I've been
They want me dead in the ground for what I've seen
And I, dig the grave
And mark the stones
If you run into me, you ain't going home
I've got an ace, and a pair of eights
Another ace it's a dead man's fate
Oh I stop drinking
Oh I stop blinking
Oh I stop thinking, hand on the trigger
I'm yelling outlaw
My heart don't thaw
Hangman's noose on the spot
And I, I've been across the land
And I'm leaving it all behind
I've got a dead man's hand
And I know I'm the next in line
I, I've been across the land
And I'm leaving it all behind
I've got a dead man's hand
And I know I'm the next in line
And I, I've been across the land
And I'm leaving it all behind
I've got a dead man's hand
And I know I'm the next in line
I, I've been across the land
And I'm leaving it all behind
I've got a dead man's hand
And I know I'm the next in line
Writer(s): Brodie Watts
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