When sun sets dusk and streets are cleared. Well this town's renegade is near.. I'm standing tall awaiting host.. What's it like to see a ghost?. Both outlaws equal yes indeed. a one shot rhythm to the gunsling.. So long my sweet.... Bye bye.... Standin' alone through the soot and stone. He draws from his holster a man.. Crawlin' alone through the soot and stone. He makes his way home half to death.... He clenched his fists and said a prayer. For every breath of dusty air.. He fires loud awaiting host.. What's it like to be a ghost?. Both outlaws equal yes indeed. a one shot rhythm to the gunsling.. So long my sweet.... I hear those voices calling. "Take your life.". I cannot take this lying down.... NO...!. Standin' alone through the soot and stone. He draws from his holster a man.. Crawlin' alone through the soot and stone. He makes his way home half to death.... In time (In time...). In vain (In vain...). Well I wash my hands of yesterday.. If I should fall if I should pass.. It's worth one last stand. before the gates of hell...!. before the gates of hell...!. before the gates of hell...!. I hear those voices calling. "Take your life.". I cannot take this lying down.... NO...!. Standin' alone through the soot and stone. He draws from his holster a man.. Crawlin' alone through the soot and stone. He makes his way home half to death.... In time (In time...). In vain (In vain...). Well I wash my hands of yesterday.. If I should fall if I should pass.. It's worth one last stand. before the gates of hell...!