Текст песни Scott Walker. - The Rope And The Colt

I seek the man who killed my friend

And when we meet my life may end

My life depends upon my gun

And my gun spells hope

In the land where the rope and the colt are king

I swore a vow on my dying breath

To ride a trail that ends in death

And death could strike with a fright'nin' jolt

Of a lightnin' bolt

In the land where the rope and the colt are king

But oh my darling if I should die

There's not a soul who will ever know that I loved you so

Was the reason why

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The days are dust and nights are black

But oh my darling if I get back

I'll trade my gun for a weddin' ring

And I'll turn my hand

To the land where the rope and the colt are king