Well, from Houston to New Orleans To the badlands way out west I high ride anywhere beneath the sun Yeah there ain't no girl waiting for me Left up in my afterglory That's the life of a hired gun
You know the sheriff and his posse's come a-ridin' after me Spent my time living on the run Yeah there ain't no one left to mourn me No one left up to adore me And that's the life of a hired gun
Sometimes I think I'll settle down And change my ways But what's the use in dreaming? For I just drift around I move from town to town
Well, I'll go where they require me And I'll fight for those who hire me Spend my time living like a lonely one Yeah there ain't no girl waiting for me No one left up in my afterglory That's the life of a hired gun
Sometimes I think that I'll settle down And change my ways But what's the use in dreaming? For I just drift around And I move from town to town
So as I get back from New Orleans I still got Houston in my sights I've been high riding in sun Keepin' up the fight Yet but as I get back from shore I'm still at bay from any war And that's the life of a hired gun That's the life That's the life That's the life Of a hired gun