Ballad Of The Selfloading Pistol lyrics

Father, i have come.
To tell you about somethin` i done.
Well as the night reared its light head
Into a baby`s sun,
We rolled down into the town
From where the black throats come.

And you know there was a robb`ry.
There was a holdup.
Ooh, there was a shootout.
And there was a killin`.
And there`s blood on my hands.
Today i killed a man.

Well now, sister, you know me well.
And you ask me well, how it was i felt.
Well, she had an appetite for lovin`
Only a fadin` beauty could posses.
She knew just what she wanted
And she wouldn`t take less.

I figured it was a small town.
It was at sundown.
It was just a small crowd of people around.
Oh! but he wouldn`t put his guns down.
No, he wouldn`t put his guns down.
Oh, he wouldn`t put his guns down.
Now his blood`s on my hands.
Today i killed a man.

And, papa, you showed me the beauty of buckshot.
Well, that song a bullet sings as she whistles.
And showed me the story of the self-loading pistol.

Well now, father. i have come.
To tell you about somethin` i done.
He had a widow, runnin` through town screamin`.
He had a brother, and his tears were streamin`.
Now i`m movin` on the border
With a rifle on my shoulder.

`cuz, daddy, you showed me the beauty of buckshot.
The love song a bullet sings as she whistles.
And showed me the glory of the self-loading pistol.

And i just come to tell ya,
That it don`t hurt no more.
No, it don`t hurt no more,
`cuz your son, he`s an outlaw.
Oh, your son, he`s an outlaw.
Yes, your son, he`s an outlaw.
Oh, your son, he`s an outlaw.
Now, your son, he`s an outlaw.
Oh, your son, he`s an outlaw.
And this blood feels good on my hands.
Today i killed a man.
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