Date: Sun, 09 Apr 1995 15:10:37 -0300
From: Charlie Berube
Subject: Running Gun
To: Greg Vaughn
MIME-version: 1.0
RUNNING GUN by Marty Robins
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I rode out of Kansas City,going/ south to Mexico
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I was/ running dodging danger,left the/ girl that I loved so
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Far behind lay Kansas City and the/ past that I had earned
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Twenty/ notches on my six gun marked the/ lessons I had learned
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Many times I sold my fast gun for a/ place to lay my head
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Till the/ nights began to haunt me by the/ men that I lay dead
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Couldn’t/ stand it any longer with the/ life that I’d begun
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So I/ said good-bye to Jeannie and/ became a running gun
G7
I rode into Amarillo as the sun sank in the west
A G7 D
My thoughts in Kansas City and the girl that I love best
G7
As I smiled and kissed her gently and then turned around to go
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Said I’d send for her to meet me when I reached old Mexico
G7 D
I had barely left the saddle and my foot just touched the ground
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When a cold voice from the shadows told me not to turn around
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Said he new about my fast gun,new the price paid by the law
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Challenged by a bounty hunter,so I turned around to draw
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I knew someday I’d meet him for his hand like lightning flashed
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My own gun stayed in leather as his bullet tore it’s path
G7
As my strength was slowly fading,I could see him walk away
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And I knew that where I lie today,he to must lie some day
G7 D
Now my strength is slowly fading and my eyes are growing dim
G7
And my thoughts return to Jeannie
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and the home that we had planned
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Oh please tell her won’t you mister
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that she’s still the only one
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But a woman’s love is waisted when she loves a running gun
Cheers!!!
Charlie