Horace Greene - Son of a Gun

Midnight called, they want their boss back
And they want their dollars to stack
The lights are low and heavy this time of night
And they're just looking for one more good fight, but

He cut town, cus he's got nothing left to lose
He cut town, cus he's got nothing

And he holsters his gun, as he rides to the sun
He is leaving this place, so that evil may stray
He's a hero to nobody but himself

(He's a son of a gun)
(He's a son of a gun)

Mama? (yes son?)
I wanna do what my daddy has done
(No, no, no)
I believe, that there's, a good man under those sleeves
And in this far and wide
I've got to find the ones that spilled blood on my name

He cut town, cus he's got nothing left to lose
He cut town, cus he's got nothing left to lose

And he holsters his gun, as he rides to the sun
With a fire inside, every cold night comes alive
He's a hero to nobody but himself

Written by:
Anthony Oakley

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