Rode up on my steed, dirty and mean

My eyes filled with intent to kill

Came in with the dust, a look of disgust

The sting of the whip's burning still

A crowd of young punks, all getting drunk

Think they are fast as can be

But what they don't, my guns will show

I'm faster than they'll ever be



[sub-chorus]

Sweat pouring out of my face

So many years that I've had to wait

Now when you're ready to draw

Sound of my gun, you're gone!



[chorus]

Drifting around

From high plains to town

The trail of death leads to me

The speed of the hand

Is faster than you'll ever live to be



With fire in my eye, I'll make hot lead fly

No one's a match for me

I'll blow your head off and make sure you're dead

Then pillage on your family

The scars on my back bring memories back

Of hell in a younger year

I'll hunt out the best and lay them to rest

I am the west's worst fear!



[sub-chorus]

You run but you're too slow

You're all out of breath and there's nowhere to go

Now when it's your time to die

No one will hear your cry!



[repeat chorus]