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When the sun sets dusk and the streets are cleared
This town's renegade is near,
Standing tall, awaiting host,
What's it like to see a ghost?
Both outlaws equal, yes indeed
A one shot rhythm to the gun sling
So long my sweet (Bye, Bye)

Standing alone through soot and stone
He draws from his holster a man
Crawlin alone through the soot and stone
He makes his way home half to death

For every breath of dusty air
He fires loud, his end is close
What's it like to be a ghost?
Both outlaws equal, yes indeed
A one shot rhythm to the gun sling
So long my sweet

I hear those voices calling
"take your life"
I cannot take this lying down
NO!

Standing alone through soot and stone
He draws from his holster a man
Crawlin alone through the soot and stone
He makes his way home half to death

In time
In vain
I wash my hands of yesterday
If I should fall
If I should pass
It's worth one last stand before the gates of hell
Before the gates of hell
Before the gates of hell!

Take your life!
I cannot take this lying down
No!

Standing alone through soot and stone
He draws from his holster a man
Crawlin alone through the soot and stone
He makes his way home half to death

In time
In vain
I wash my hands of yesterday
If I should fall
If I should pass
It's worth one last stand before the gates of hell
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Lyrics submitted by Jessi Sixx.