Sun's comin' up and news starts spreadin' around. Yesterday's gone, and you man I had to gun down, down, down.
Hey mister "know it all" - what the hell you gonna do? When a jerk like that takes a swing at you. You'll run for cover, you'll spit him in the eye, You'll pull the trigger! - don't tell me lies...
My mother said straight way's build on pride, yeah. If wishes were horses then beggars would be ride, and ride, ride, ride. Hey mister "know it all" - what the hell you gonna do?
When a jerk like that takes a swing at you. You'll call it even, you'll desperately weep, You'll pull the trigger! - and nail that creep...
Ten to life - now the crime is done. So long - I'm too far gone... Ten to life - from a judge so fine, Best man - that money can buy...
Took a shot but I've failed, Now I'm dying in jail. And it cuts like a knife, I'm gettin' Ten To Life...
Just like a dream they busted me and put me away, Over the hills and down to the slammer to stay.
Hey mister "know it all" - what the hell you gonna do? When a jerk like that takes a swing at you. You'll turn another cheek, take livin' in disgrace, You'll pull the trigger - get off of my face...
Compositor: Andre Palle Andersen ECAD: Obra #4461857