Tee-Set

Songtekst

Riding alone on his horse
Knowing somebody will follow him
Wherever he might wanna ride
Saving proud his wanted head
When will he face the bullet fight
Riding alone on his horse

He never accepted the law
Just the point of a gun
Was the only law he understood
Little rotten bullets
Was the answer to what's bad and good
He never accepted the law

Shotguns
His whole entire life depends on shotguns
They never move an inch off from his side
Shotguns
His whole entire life depends on shotguns
Where will he be without his shooting shotguns
He surely wouldn't live another day
Other shotguns are following his way

Facing the angel of death
Isn't just an easy thing
But for him there will be no return
All he has to do is pulling first
But he doesn't have to learn
Facing the angel of death

Going the fast in the West
Means a hard and always running life
And all the time be on your guard
Shut your mortal enemy
To shoot a bullet through his heart
Going the fast in the West

Shotguns
His whole entire life depends on shotguns
They never move an inch off from his side
Shotguns
His whole entire life depends on shotguns
Where would he be without his shooting shotguns
He surely wouldn't live another day
Other shotguns are following his way

Shotguns
His whole entire life depends on shotguns
They never move an inch off from his side
Shotguns
His whole entire life depends on shotguns
Where would he be without his shooting shotguns
He surely wouldn't live another day
Other shotguns are following his way

Shotguns
His whole entire life depends on shotguns
They never move an inch off from his side
Shotguns
His whole entire life depends on shotguns
Where would he be without his shooting shotguns
He surely wouldn't live another day
Other shotguns are following
Shotguns are following
Shotguns are following his way