I long for that simpler time... when a man with a gun and a horse could lay to waste his faint hearted sweetheart and her lover in a tavern, then ride to another town and kill a yellow haired whore, and folks would wait till tomorrow when maybe he'll ride on again.
Ahhh The good ol' days.
I long for that simpler time... when a man with a gun and a horse could lay to waste his faint hearted sweetheart and her lover in a tavern, then ride to another town and kill a yellow haired whore, and folks would wait till tomorrow when maybe he'll ride on again. Ahhh The good ol' days.