Jessta James – Way of the Gun

Country & Folk

Lyrics:
No stranger to pain,
These hands, they bring a curse
Many try to slay me
But these pistols take ‘em first

These ghosts they try to haunt me
But I drown ‘em all away
See I was born a drifter
With a bounty on my name

And I’m praying’ that these angels, Lord
They carry me above
But the battles that I’m facing
Got me runnin’ outa love

Let the Bible that I’m holdin’
Keep the darkness from my soul
‘Cause the nights are gettin’ colder
And the runnin’ takes a toll

I’ll keep a riding’ til the angels take me home
I’ll keep a fightin’ for the ones already gone
I’d like to change my ways and turn from all I’ve done Long Way Home
I can hear the devil laughin’ but I’m chained
To the way of the gun

It burns in my veins like fire from below
And all I hear is silence
When the vengeance takes ahold
And it stings like a dagger
When the lead hits your skin
Like venom from a rattlesnake
It poisons from within

And you feel it gettin darker,
Like the sun has gone away
And all you’ll taste is metal
As the pale sets on your face
I’m married to these Colts
And the wicked web they weave
Tortured by the tears from all the
Widows that they leave

I’ll keep a riding’ til the angels take me home
I’ll keep a fightin’ for the ones already gone
I’d like to change my ways and turn from all I’ve done
I can hear the devil laughin’ but I’m chained
To the way of the gun

Some will say that all the deeds I’ve done
Will damn my weary soul
But when it’s time to settle up
Only God can judge me

It’s the way of the gun
I was born to sly the wicked
And this job is never done

Yeah, I’m on the wrong side of the law
But I a’int no devil’s son, no

Oh… It’s the way of the gun