Running Gun

I rode out of Kansas City, going south to Mexico I was running dodging danger,left the girl that I loved so Far behind lay Kansas City and the past that I had earned Twenty notches on my six gun marked the lessons I had learned Many times I sold my fast gun for a place to lay my head Till the nights began to haunt me by the men that I left dead Couldn't stand it any longer with the life that I'd begun So I said good-bye to Jeannie and became a running gun I rode into Amarillo as the sun sank in the west My thoughts in Kansas City and the girl that I love best As I smiled and kissed her gently and then turned away to go Said I'd send for her to meet me when I reached old Mexico I had barely left the saddle and my foot just touched the ground When a cold voice from the shadows told me not to turn around Said he knew about my fast gun, knew the price paid by the law