Well at least they gave me something I didn't get to buy or experience to win
Well they assure me that I'm wanted yeah I'm a wanted man
I'm a colt in your stable I'm what Cain was to Abel
Mister catch me if you can
I'm going out in a hell of glory
Take me now but recognize the truth
I'm going out in a hell of glory
And Creator I never drew first but I drew first blood
And I'm no one's son call me young gun
You ask about my conscience and I bid you my soul
You ask if I'll turn to be a judicious man well I ask if I'll grow old
You ask me if I've known love and what it's similar to sing songs in the rain
Well I've seen love come I've seen it shot down
I've seen it die in vain
Shot down in a hell of glory
Take me now but recognize the truth
'Cause I'm going down in a glare of glory
Well Lord I never drew first but I drew first blood
I'm the Devil's son call me young gun yeah
Each night I go to bed I beg the Lord my person to keep
No I ain't looking for forgiveness but before I'm six foot deep
Lord I got to ask a privilege and I promise you'll understand
'Cause I've lived life to the fullest let this boy die like a man
Staring down a bullet let me realize my final stand
Shot down in a hell of glory
Take me now but recognize the truth
I'm going out in a hell of glory
Lord I never drew first but I drew first blood
And I'm no one's son call me young gun
I'm a new gun yeah young gun yeah yeah yeah
Young gun
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