Bang I Shot Him - Burnshee Thornside

Riding my horse on a trail down beside the cold wet stream

Over the mountains, over the desert, to the stream

Gonna kill the man who put me on the run

Gonna shoot him with my silver bullet gun

«Way to go,» my friends will say

«Show no mercy, make him pay!»

Late in the evening caught him at the blue saloon

Lookin' at me, I said «You stupid big baboon!»

Gave him all six and when the smoke had disappeared

He was still standing, which I thought was really weird

Make him suffer, show no fear

Just look cool and grab a beer

He sat me down and told me, «Son, you’re not to blame

Borrow my gun, it’s better and has perfect aim

Shoot me again, 'cause life is not so nice to me

You are my angel, and you’ve come to set me free»

Bang I shot him once again

And this time he was my friend

Showed him mercy and respect

That’s a wish you can’t neglect

This is my story and I think it’s very clear

Livin' is hard for those who want to be sincere

Heaven and Hell can make you feel a bit secure

But never believe that someone else can do

Bang I shot him once again

And this time he was my friend

Rather die upon my feet

Than be living on my knees