The road’s closed, the hobos are begging on the streets
Walking by, fear instilled and it starts trembling at my feet
Rendering all the heat inside me as we advance along
Sitting on the horseback, its gallops prancing strong
On a mission to claim a bounty, find the man then leave
Our purpose is to kill a man, without ever disrupting the peace
Despite the moon’s wind – the streets filled with heat
Every house locks their doors shut, blocking out the breeze
Every window we pass, receive strange looks as we pass by
Women, children and men, all stand blank faced like it’s a harsh sight
Their eyes bolted in, our presence radiates around the town
We finally found our target, shoot him – and then mount him down
The bar breaks out a silence, the man screams for help
We raise our guns to state our claim - everyone turns back to themselves
Leaving the town in one piece, the victim’s body marked blood red
This is the story of a bounty hunter, and his mission’s success
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