In the Days

Duration

3:50

Genres

Rock

Lyrics

In the days outside of vigilantes and caper When men were men and money was paper Six shooter 357 assailing Six string strat sending eighth notes wailing, yeah When they walk around this town Looks like no-one’s around When they walk around this town There is no-one around Stetson black and made of leather Faces bruised and black and weathered Iron bars locked down forever Music brings them back together When they walk around this town Looks like no-one’s around When they walk around this town There is no-one around Thunder sound and smoke is rising Riding high and no disguising Wildcard hand and players are praying Tubes are glowing, music playing When they walk around this town Looks like no-one’s around When they walk around this town