Smokin’ 45 (alternative version 2) Songtext
von Bad Company
Smokin’ 45 (alternative version 2) Songtext
(Four)
I′ve seen the Badlands
I held a whirlwind in my hand
I slept in the centre
Whiskey has washed away the sand
Gamblers who cheated and sheriffs who lied
The last thing they saw
From the death that they died
Was my Smokin' 45, my smokin′ 45
Ten thousand dollars
That's what I'm worth dead or alive
Six loaded chambers
Ten men rode up, not one survived
They got my name on the telegraph wire
Dead men′s faces and a gun that′s for hire
Gamblers who cheated and sheriffs who lied
The last thing they saw
From the death that they died
Was my smokin' 45, my smokin′ 45
I'm riding south to the Mexico line
Posse behind me and they′re making good time
Men with vendettas who shouldn't have tried
To reach for quick fame with a gun at their side
Against my smokin′ 45, my smokin' 45
My smokin' 45, oh yeah
You know my smokin′, smokin′, smokin' 45
It′s gonna get you in, my friend
My smokin', smokin′, smokin', smokin′ 45
Oh, it's gonna get you
Needed all alive
My smokin', smokin′, smokin′, smokin' 45
Needed there, get some beer all alive
Ooh
I′ve seen the Badlands
I held a whirlwind in my hand
I slept in the centre
Whiskey has washed away the sand
Gamblers who cheated and sheriffs who lied
The last thing they saw
From the death that they died
Was my Smokin' 45, my smokin′ 45
Ten thousand dollars
That's what I'm worth dead or alive
Six loaded chambers
Ten men rode up, not one survived
They got my name on the telegraph wire
Dead men′s faces and a gun that′s for hire
Gamblers who cheated and sheriffs who lied
The last thing they saw
From the death that they died
Was my smokin' 45, my smokin′ 45
I'm riding south to the Mexico line
Posse behind me and they′re making good time
Men with vendettas who shouldn't have tried
To reach for quick fame with a gun at their side
Against my smokin′ 45, my smokin' 45
My smokin' 45, oh yeah
You know my smokin′, smokin′, smokin' 45
It′s gonna get you in, my friend
My smokin', smokin′, smokin', smokin′ 45
Oh, it's gonna get you
Needed all alive
My smokin', smokin′, smokin′, smokin' 45
Needed there, get some beer all alive
Ooh
Writer(s): Raymond Burrell, Peter John Sinfield, Tom Hinckley Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com