Ballad Of A Well-Known Gun |
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Ballad Of A Well-Known Gun Lyrics |
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 Music by Elton JohnLyrics by Bernie Taupin I pulled out my Stage Coach Times And I read the latest news I tapped my feet in dumb surprise And of course I saw they knew The Pinkertons pulled out my bags And asked me for my name I stuttered out my answer And hung my head in shame Now they`ve found me At last they`ve found me It`s hard to run From a starving family Now they`ve found me Well I won`t run I`m tired of hearing There goes a well-known gun Now I`ve seen this chain gang Lord I say let me see my priest I couldn`t have faced your desert sand Old burning brown backed beast The poor house they hit me for my kin And claimed my crumbling walls Now I know how Reno felt When he ran from the law Now they`ve found me At last they`ve found me It`s hard to run From a starving family Now they`ve found me Well I won`t run I`m tired of hearing There goes a well-known gun Now they`ve found me Lord I say at last they`ve found me It`s hard to run From a starving family Lord I say now they`ve found me Well I won`t run I`m tired of hearing There goes a well-known gun Lord I say now they`ve found me At last they`ve found me It`s hard to run From a starving family Now they`ve found me I won`t run I`m tired of hearing There goes a well-known gun |
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