The riders ride, into the night,
Into the West, to see who's gun's the best,
They're all fools, to live by rules,
The rider wearing black,
He's gonna Shoot You In The Back
The horseman turns, the wound that burns,
The awful pain, the crimson rain,
Got realise, before he dies,
The rider wearing black,
You know he's gonna Shoot You In The Back
It's suicide, to live on pride,
You claim you own, your skin your bone,
Your own life, cuts you like a knife,
The rider wearing black,
He's gonna Shoot You In The Back
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