THE ROPE AND THE COLT
(Hassein/Shaper)
I seek the man who killed my friend
and when we meet my life may end
my life depends upon my gun
and my gun spells hope in the land where the rope and the colt are
king
I swore a vow on my dyin' breath
to ride a trail that ends in death
and death could strike with a frightening jolt of a lightning bolt in
the land where the rope and the colt are king
But oh my darlin' if I should die
there's not a soul who will ever know that I loved you so was the
reason why
guitar solo
The days are dust and the nights are black
but oh my darlin' if I get back
I'll trade my gun for a weddin' ring
and I'll turn my hand to the land where the rope and the
colt.......are king