|
A crowded saloon in A dirty old town. |
|
I'm drowning my sorrow with my head hanging down. |
|
A hand on my shoulder, A rotten damn smile. |
|
A small game of cards would be worth my while. |
|
I can feel my heartbeat as cards go round. |
|
I can hear him laughing with deadly sound. |
|
It's A showdown. |
|
The lights dimmed around us, the noises all die. |
|
The man dressed in black had greed in his eyes. |
|
He was dealing the cards and made his last bet. |
|
He dealt me two aces in fiery red. |
|
I can feel my heartbeat as cards go round. |
|
I can hear him laughing with deadly sound. |
|
It's A showdown. |
|
What goes around comes around. |
|
Blood will fill the air. |
|
Come sundown. |
|
No man's land, hell yea. |
|
Finally found. |
|
My showdown. |
|
What goes around comes around. |
|
What goes around comes around. |
|
Showdown. |
