《The Killer》歌词

[00:00:00] The Killer - Cisco Houston

[00:00:00] Written by：Words/traditional Music/Gil Houston

[00:00:04] Dobe bill he went a riding

[00:00:06] Through the canyon in the glow

[00:00:08] Of a quiet sunday morning

[00:00:10] From the town of angelo

[00:00:14] Ridin' easy on that pinto

[00:00:16] That he dearly loved to straddle

[00:00:18] With a six gun and sombrero

[00:00:20] That was wider than his saddle

[00:00:24] And he's hummin' as he's goin'

[00:00:26] Of a simple little song

[00:00:28] That's a boomin' through the cactus

[00:00:30] As he's gallopin' along

[00:00:35] Oh I've rid from san antony

[00:00:36] Through the mesquite and the sand

[00:00:38] I'm a rarin' flarin' bucko

[00:00:40] Not afraid to play my hand

[00:00:44] Well I'm a hootin' shootin' demon

[00:00:46] And to have my little fun

[00:00:48] On my pinto called apache

[00:00:51] And adolphus that's my gun

[00:00:56] Well straight to santa fe he drifted

[00:00:58] And he mills around the town

[00:01:00] Sorta gittin' of his bearin's

[00:01:02] As he pours his liquor down

[00:01:05] But he's watchin' always watchin'

[00:01:08] Every hombre in the place

[00:01:10] Like he's mebbe sorta lookin'

[00:01:12] For some certain hombre's face

[00:01:18] Then one night he saunters careless

[00:01:20] To the place of monte sam

[00:01:23] And he does a bit of playin'

[00:01:25] Like he doesn't give a damn

[00:01:28] Then all at once it's hushed and quiet

[00:01:31] Like a calm before the blow

[00:01:33] And the crowd is tense and nervous

[00:01:34] And the playin stopped and slow

[00:01:40] At the bar a man is standin'

[00:01:42] Sneerin' as his glances lay

[00:01:44] Like a challenge did he fling 'em

[00:01:46] Darin' 'em to make the play

[00:01:50] Two Gun blake the texas killer

[00:01:52] Hated feared wherever known

[00:01:54] Stood and drank his glass of mescal

[00:01:56] With assurance all his own

[00:02:02] Then the eyes of blake the killer

[00:02:04] Met the glance of dobe bill

[00:02:07] And they held each one the other

[00:02:09] With the steel of looks that kill

[00:02:14] Then the tones of blake came slowly

[00:02:15] With a sneer in every word

[00:02:17] Well you've found me

[00:02:19] But the other gave no sign he saw or heard

[00:02:26] Walkin' calmly toward the speaker

[00:02:29] He advanced with steady pace

[00:02:33] Then he grinned

[00:02:34] And quick as lightnin'

[00:02:35] Slapped him squarely in the face

[00:02:39] Shoot you snake he whispered hoarsely

[00:02:41] Shoot you lily livered cur

[00:02:43] Draw you're always strong for killin'

[00:02:45] Now I'm here to shoot for her

[00:02:51] Some there was that claimed they saw it

[00:02:53] As the killer tried to draw

[00:02:55] But there's no one knows for certain

[00:02:57] Just exactly what he saw

[00:03:01] I'll agree the shootin' started

[00:03:02] Quick as blake had made his start

[00:03:04] Then a brace of bullets hit him

[00:03:06] Fair and certain through the heart

[00:03:13] As he fell his hand was graspin'

[00:03:15] For the gun he'd got too late

[00:03:17] With the notches on it showin'

[00:03:19] Like the vagaries of fate

[00:03:23] And the man who stood there lookin'

[00:03:25] At the killer as he lay

[00:03:27] Murmured nell I've kept my promise

[00:03:31] I have made that scoundrel pay

[00:03:36] Then dobe bill he went a ridin'

[00:03:39] From the town of santa fe

[00:03:42] On a quiet sunday morning

[00:03:44] Goin' happy on his way

[00:03:47] Ridin' easy on that pinto

[00:03:49] That he dearly loved to straddle

[00:03:51] With a six gun and sombrero

[00:03:53] That was wider than his saddle

[00:03:56] And he's a hummin' as he's goin'

[00:03:59] Of a simple little song

[00:04:01] That's a boomin' through the cactus

[00:04:03] As he's gallopin' along

[00:04:09] Oh I'm goin' down the canyon

[00:04:11] Through the mesquite and the sand

[00:04:13] I'm a rarin' flarin' bucko

[00:04:14] Not afraid to play my hand

[00:04:18] Well I'm a rootin' shootin' demon

[00:04:22] And I have my little fun

[00:04:24] On my pinto called apache a ha

[00:04:29] And adolphus that's my gun