HEY GUNSLINGER

Wintertime coming
Holes in to my shoes
No birds are singing
This ain’t good news
But a fire keeps burning
All through the storm
I need your love
To keep me safe and warm.

Hey Gunslinger – don’t be cruel
Hey Gunslinger – you’re just her fool

You look like an accident
That just drove in
Wipe that smile off your face
Let the games begin
You think you’re solid
Empty of fear
Well just you wait
’Till the love reaper drives near

Hey Gunslinger – don’t be cool
Hey Gunslinger – you’re just her fool

Now springtime is coming
And you’re feeling worse
You wonder if you’re sick
Or if you just been cursed
Cursed at birth
Or cursed at death
But when it came to love
You did better then the rest

Hey Gunslinger – don’t be cruel
Hey Gunslinger – you’re just her fool