THE BALLAD OF CRAFTY JACK
You know I'm standing in the hallway
Standing my ground
Waiting for the action with a gun in my hand
Gotta be cautious, gotta be cool
It's all gotta be so carefully planned
It's gotta be right and I'm a little bit scared
If it all goes wrong I could end up dead
Now's my chance to make my advance
And put a ball of firey lead right between his eyes
I can see his right hand rising
I can see his six-gun gleaming
I can hear his bullet searing
I can feel the pain a'nearing
That man he drinkum my whiskey
Smokum my weed
Stole my woman and planted his seed
And now I'm on the run and I don't want to bleed
But I know he never missed
When he's gunning for greed
But now I'm running down the river
Trying to cover my tracks
I can feel him getting closer his sights on my back
I've got nothing to live for but I don't want to die
Cos he's standing in the shadows
With the sun in my eyes
You know I'm standing in the hallway
Standing my ground
Waiting for the action with a gun in my hand
Gotta be cautious, gotta be cool
It's all gotta be so carefully planned
It's gotta be right and I'm a little bit scared
If it all goes wrong I could end up dead
Now's my chance to make my advance
And put a ball of firey lead right between his eyes
I can see his right hand rising
I can see his six-gun gleaming
I can hear his bullet searing
I can feel the pain a'nearing
That man he drinkum my whiskey
Smokum my weed
Stole my woman and planted his seed
And now I'm on the run and I don't want to bleed
But I know he never missed
When he's gunning for greed
But now I'm running down the river
Trying to cover my tracks
I can feel him getting closer his sights on my back
I've got nothing to live for but I don't want to die
Cos he's standing in the shadows
With the sun in my eyes