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[Verse 1]
The Emold gunfighter on the porch sDtared into the sun and Crelived the days of lGiving by the gun when Emdeadly games of pride were played and lDiving was mistakes not made and the tChought of the smell of the black powder smoke and the sDtand in the street at the Gturn of a joke ACh, the smell of the bGlack powder smoke and the sDtand in the street at the tGurn of a joke
[Verse 2]
It's Emalways keep your back to the sun and he can Dalmost feel the weight of the gun it's Cfaster than snakes or the blink of an eye and it's aG time for all slow men to die and his Emeyes get squinty and his fingers twitch and he Dempties the gun at the son of a bitch and he's Chit by the smell of the black powder smoke and the Dstand in the street at the Gturn of a joke Chit by the smell of theG black powder smoke and the Dstand in the street at the Gturn of a joke
[Verse 3]
Now the Emburn of a bullet is only a scar he's Dback in his chair in front of the bar and the Cstreets are empty and the blood's all dried and the Gdead are dust and the whiskey's inside so Embuy him a drink and lend him an ear he's Dnobody's fool and the only one here who Cremembers the smell of the black powder smoke and the Dstand in the street at the Gturn of a joke Cremember the smell of the Gblack powder smoke and the Dstand in the street at the Gturn of a joke
[Verse 4]
He said I Emstood in that street before it was paved learned Dshoot or be shot before I could shave and I Cdid it all for the money and fame Gnoble was nothing but feeling no shame and Emnothing was sacred 'sept stayin' alive and Dall that I learned from a Colt 45 was to Ccurse the smell of the black powder smoke and the Dstand in the street at the Gturn of a joke Ccurse the smell of the Gblack powder smoke and the Dstand in the street at the Gturn of a joke
[Verse 5]
EmNow he's just an old man that no one believes Dsays he's a gunfighter, the last of the breed and there are Cghosts in the street seeking revenge Gcalling him out to the lunatic fringe now he's Emout in the traffic checking the sun and he's Dkilled by a car as he goes for his gun So Cmuch for the smell of the black powder smoke and the Dstand in the street at the Gturn of a joke so Cmuch for the smell of the Gblack powder smoke and the Dstand in the street at the Gturn of a joke