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PERFORMING ARTISTS
The Hollies
The Hollies
Vocals
Allan Clarke
Allan Clarke
Lead Vocals
Bernie Calvert
Bernie Calvert
Bass Guitar
Bobby Elliott
Bobby Elliott
Drums
Turinida Sylvester
Turinida Sylvester
Rhythm Guitar
Tony Hicks
Tony Hicks
Lead Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Allan Clarke
Allan Clarke
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
The Hollies
The Hollies
Producer
Ron Richards
Ron Richards
Producer
Alan Parsons
Alan Parsons
Recording Engineer
Mike Jarratt
Mike Jarratt
Recording Engineer

Lyrics

Big tall man standing in the street Gun hanging on by his side Just one man that he'd like to meet That's when I began to hide I recognized him from the face of his son The hate in his eye didn't lie And what I did can't be undone Borrowed time, there's none to buy Well, I hid 'round the back of a derelict shack Ain't looking for a mad showdown But he was smart, he'd already checked A week in advance I'd paid down Well, the hotel clerk was a fun-loving man The job he had it didn't pay He told all about what happened that night There he is, that's the one's all he'd say Well, all the people were Running, jumping, even thumping On my bad neighbor's doors Crying Curly Billy Silly with his colt he calls filly Let me in I gotta hide Well, everybody was Crying, sighing Sam McGee's dying No one to protect our town Curly Billy Silly with his colt he calls filly He's gonna shoot your Sheriff down Big tall man standing in the street Now a hand hovering ready to slide Drew out his gun, it wasn't for fun Let me in there's nowhere to hide Well, I made my play but it wasn't my day I felt the ripping lead That's when I knew my time was through Rest in peace were the last words he said Well, all the people were Running, jumping, even thumping On my bad neighbor's doors Crying Curly Billy Silly with his colt he calls filly Let me in I gotta hide Well, everybody was Crying, sighing Sam McGee's dying No one to protect our town Curly Billy Silly with his colt he calls filly He's gonna shoot your Sheriff down Well, all the people were Running, jumping, even thumping On my bad neighbor's doors Crying Curly Billy Silly with his colt he calls filly Let me in I gotta hide Well, everybody was Crying, sighing Sam McGee's dying No one to protect our town Curly Billy Silly with his colt he calls filly He's gonna shoot your Sheriff down Running, jumping, even thumping On my bad neighbor's doors Crying Curly Billy Silly with his colt he calls filly Let me in I gotta hide Well, everybody was Crying, sighing Sam McGee's dying
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