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Wanted Dead or Alive (III) - Conrad Mortiss
In the days of old, in the wild of the West
When the law was scarce and trouble was everywhere
When life had no too little value and death
At times had a price
There was a man
A man that lived with the times
Showdown with the wanted, those wanted, dead or alive
Whether day or night, rain or shine, heat or cold, sleet or snow
Difference it makes not
That is his job as he goes on, guns in hand, it will be his or their time
One will may live and go on, the other die and fall down
Dead or alive
A game of the times that was the price
There was a man, a man born of this land
A man that was tall and lean
With wide shoulders, hands of steel, and a face with a look
As cold as ice
Showdown with the wanted, those wanted, dead or alive
Whether day or night, rain or shine, heat or cold, sleet or snow
Difference it makes not
That is his job as he goes on, guns in hand, it will be his or their time
One will may live and go on, the other die and fall down
Dead or alive
A game of the times that was the price
His life has not been kind to him
Lost his parents young, lost his wife in her prime
The bandits did do her right
At time he was on a cattle drive
His ranch left without his gun
More than one tear he shed
After his love's demise
That day he swore vengeance on the lawless scum
Till the day he would die
Showdown with the wanted, those wanted, dead or alive
Whether day or night, rain or shine, heat or cold, sleet or snow
Difference it makes not
That is his job as he goes on, guns in hand, it will be his or their time
One will may live and go on, the other die and fall down
Dead or alive
A game of the times that was the price
Vengeance he swore on her gravestone
From town to town he travels now
Rides his faithful steed all around
From town to town he finds a murdering scum that few have the courage to stand up to
He gives them what they deserved
He gives them what is right
Dead or alive is their choice but his choice is clear in his mind
There is only one
The other will not suffice
Their life has no worth but death brings a price
Dead or alive is their choice but his choice is clear in his mind
There is only one
The other will not suffice
Their life has no worth but death brings a price
Showdown with the wanted, those wanted, dead or alive
Whether day or night, rain or shine, heat or cold, sleet or snow
Difference it makes not
That is his job as he goes on, guns in hand, it will be his or their time
One will may live and go on, the other die and fall down
Dead or alive
A game of the times that was the price
Eyes under his hat's rim
Hidden from the sun in the shade
Two guns on his hips
Spurs jingle with each and every step
His draw lightning fast
It has to be in order to survive
And to live
A look of steel, cold and mean, no mercy here to ride
A scum that's his given right
For all the pain that he suffered in his life
Showdown with the wanted, those wanted, dead or alive
Whether day or night, rain or shine, heat or cold, sleet or snow
Difference it makes not
That is his job as he goes on, guns in hand, it will be his or their time
One will may live and go on, the other die and fall down
Dead or alive
A game of the times that was the price
