When you kill a man
He doesn't go away
He becomes a brand on your soul
When you kill a friend
Their lover and their child
Then Hell is assured and you'd best just double down
Though I did not hold the gun
No, it was Greed
That made me hire the hand
If this life is not but toil
Then I resolve
To take everything I can
First I'll mine the gold
Then I'll drain the oil
I'll crack the earth 'til the mountains come to bleed
I'll steal what can't be sold
Let the extra go to spoil
Extract all worth form the soil then sell the deed
Pay the miners paltry wages
Just enough
To be reliant on my hand
And if someone comes and threatens
What is mine
You know exactly where they'll stand
If you turn your back, I'll be there
With a pistol in hand
Cuz I'm a quick shot and you won't see if comin'
No Oh, A quick shot and you won't see if comin'
I'll work the men in the mine to death
And I'll purchase all the preachers
Pull the children from the schoolhouse
While I persecute their teachers
I'll hand each boy a rifle
Flash a smile
And tell him "what he's owed"
Force their mothers to the brothel
All the while
Shame them as they go
(The brothel that I own)
When you turn your back, I'll be there
With a pistol in hand
Cuz I'm a quick shot and you won't see it comin'
No Oh, A quick shot and you won't see it comin'
You can call me a coward, true, but
At least I don't pretend
Oh I'm a quick shot and you won't see it comin'
No Oh, a quick shot and you won't see it comin'
And if you question my command
I'll hang you for treason
Though I won't need a reason
No, I'll never show weakness again
At sacred destiny's demand
We'll bloodlet the plains
On high in my name
Why progress when it's much cheaper to expand?