Bullets in the Gun

They used to call me, "Lightning"

I was always quick to strike

Had everything I own

In the saddles on my bike

I had a reputation

For never stayin' very long

Just like a wild and restless drifter

Like a cowboy in a song

I met a dark-haired beauty

Where they lay the whiskey down

In southern Arizona

In a little border town

She had to dance for money

In that dusty old saloon

I dropped a dollar in the jukebox

Played that girl a tune, yeah

Never see it comin'

It just hits you by surprise

It's that cold place in your soul

And that fire in her eyes

That makes you come together

Like wild horses, when they run

Now the cards are on the table

And the bullets in the gun, yeah

She's sittin' on my lap

We still had shots to kill

When a man pulled up

Who owned the bar

In a Cadillac Deville

Grabbed her by her raven hair

And threw her in the floor

Said, "No free rides for the cowboys

That ain't what I pay you for, no"

She jumped up and grabbed my pistol

Stuck it in the fat man's back

Said, "Open up the safe

And put your money in a sack"

Tied his hands behind him

And put a blindfold on his eyes

"If yo' dumb enough to chase us, man

You dumb enough to die"

Never see it comin'

It just hits you by surprise

It's that cold place in your soul

That fire in her eyes

That makes you come together

Like wild horses, when they run

Now the cards are on the table and

And the bullets in the gun, yeah

We rode across the border

Down into Mexico

When you're runnin' from the law

Ain't that where everybody goes?

We came to a town

With a name I couldn't spell

She gave me what I came for

In that Mexican motel

I woke up to sirens

And the sound of runnin' feet

There were fifty Federales

Locked and loaded in the street

She grabbed my 44

I grabbed the money in the sack

She kissed me for the last time

And we headed out the back

Every gun was on us

And every heartbeat pounded

There's only one thing left to do

When they got you all surrounded

She fired that old pistol

But we didn't stand a prayer

Money hit the gravel

Bullets filled the air

Never see it comin'

Just hits you by surprise

It's that cold place in your soul

And that fire in her eyes

That makes you come together

Like wild horses, when they run

Now the cards are on the table

And the bullets in the gun

Bullets in the gun

Bullets in the gun

Bullets in the gun