Представляем слова песни "The Last Gunfighter Ballad", чтобы вы лучше узнали творчество артиста Steve Earle . Эта интерпретация слов песни, включает скрытые смыслы и эмоции, вложенные автором. Лирика «The Last Gunfighter Ballad» — это не просто строчки, а личный прожитый опыт, который Steve Earle передаёт нам, чтобы раскрыть все грани своей личности.
Steve Earle - "The Last Gunfighter Ballad"
Lyrics to The Last Gunfighter Ballad : (Guy Clark) The old gunfighter on the porch Stared into the sun And relived the days of living by the gun When deadly games of pride were played And living was mistakes not made And the thought of the smell of the black powder smoke And the stand in the street at the turn of a joke Ah, the smell of the black powder smoke And the stand in the street at the turn of a joke Its always keep your back to the sun He can almost feel the weight of the gun And hes faster than snakes or the blink of an eye And its a time for all slow men to die And his eyes get squinty and his fingers twitch As he empties the gun at the son of a bitch And hes hit by the smell of the black powder smoke And the stand in the street at the turn of a joke Hit by the smell of the black powder smoke And the stand in the street at the turn of a joke Now the burn of a bullet is only a scar Hes back in his chair in front of the bar And the streets are empty and the bloods all dried And the dead are dust and the whiskeys inside So buy him a drink and lend him an ear Cause hes nobodys fool and the only one here Who remembers the smell of the black powder smoke And the stand in the street at the turn of a joke Remember the smell of the black powder smoke And the stand in the street at the turn of a joke He said I stood in that street before it was paved Learned to shoot or be shot before I could shave And I did it all for the money and fame Noble was nothing but feeling no shame And nothing was sacred but stayin alive And all that I learned from a Colt 45 Was to curse the smell of the black powder smoke And the stand in the street at the turn of a joke Curse the smell of the black powder smoke And the stand in the street at the turn of a joke Hes just an old man, now, that no one believes That says hes a gunfighter, the last of the breed And there are ghosts in the street seeking revenge Calling him out to the lunatic fringe Now hes out in the traffic checking the sun And hes killed by a car as he goes for his gun So much for the smell of the black powder smoke And the stand in the street at the turn of a joke So much for the smell of the black powder smoke And the stand in the street at the turn of a joke [ The Last Gunfighter Ballad Lyrics ]
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