I rode into town with my ear to the ground,
Looking for the right band to play,
I felt just right in the heat of the night,
Ridden many miles that day.
I’ve heard of a place where men go together,
Playin’ and layin’ it down,
I’m going to win, but lord, what a sin,
I didn’t know they gun me down.
Chorus:
Gunsmoke on the horizon, hiding the setting sun.
Gunsmoke on the horizon, I grabbed my horse and run.
Well, the dealer was blind, I was trying to find,
A way to keep the winnings I’d found.
The smoke was thick, the tension was thicker,
I still thought they’d gun me down.
Chorus:
Gunsmoke on the horizon, hiding the setting sun.
Gunsmoke on the horizon, I grabbed my horse and run.
I didn’t come into this ol’ two horse town,
To get all shot up. I’ve got a little livin’ on my mind,
Aces and eights, ha-ha-ha-ha.
Now the dealer dealt me eight and I had my straight,
I knew the other men would call.
The booze was a flowin’, the cards were showing,
But my back was up against the wall.
Chorus:
Gunsmoke on the horizon, hiding the setting sun.
Gunsmoke on the horizon, I grabbed my horse and run.
C’mon thunder. |
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