Western movies
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
You know he's gonna shoot you in the back
The horseman turns, the wound that burns
The awful pain, the crimson rain
You got to realize, before he dies
The rider wearing black
Now you know he's gonna shoot you in the back
It's suicide, to live on pride
You claim you own, your skin and bone
Your own life, cuts you like a knife
The rider wearing black
Now you know he's gonna shoot you in the back
In the Western movies
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