When sun sets dusk and streets are cleared
Well this town's renegade is near
He's standing tall, awaiting host
What's it like to see a ghost?
Both outlaws equal, yes indeed
One shot through the gunsling
So long my sweet (bye bye)

Standin' alone through the soot and stone
He draws from this holster, a man
Crawlin' alone through the soot and stone
He makes his way home half to death

He clenched his fist and said a prayer
For every breath of dusty air
He fires loud, a waiting host
What's it like to be a ghost?
Both outlaws equal, yes indeed
One shot through the gunsling
So long my sweet

I hear those voices shouting
"Take my life"
I cannot take my life until
No!

Standin' alone through sun and stone
He draws from this holster, a man
Crawlin' alone through the sun and stone
He makes his way home half to death

In time (in time)
In vain (in vain)
I wash my hands, of yesterday
If I should fall (if i should fall)
If I should pass
It's worth one last stand before the gates of hell
Before the gates of hell
Before the gates of hell (hell)

I hear those voices calling
"Take my life"
I cannot take my life until
No!

Standin' alone through the soot and stone
He draws from this holster, a man
Crawlin' alone through the soot and stone
He makes his way home half to death

In time (in time)
In vain (in vain)
I wash my hands, of yesterday
If I should fall (if i should fall)
If I should pass
It's worth one last stand before the gates of hell