I am a man whos going to hell with heavens blessing The judge said I'm not fit to live with men They're building me a gallows in the courtyard To make sure I donât pass this way again
My first taste of killinâ was at Vicksburg I must have shot me a hundred men I learned to make my livinâ with a six-gun Iâm an outlaw now but I was a hero then
Chorus: Lord if I had only known the misery That gloryâs somethinâ not worth killinâ for I wish now I had never touched the handle Of a Hairtrigger Colt .44
I was a hunted desperado A wanted man with a price on my head I thought that I could steal a taste of freedom I got me a hangmanâs noose instead
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Undertaker write on my tombstone A killer finally killed and nothinâ more I wouldnât be here if it hadnât been for Providence And a Hairtrigger Colt .44