James And The Cold Gun (Live) Songtext / Lyric

James, come on home

You? ve been gone too long, baby

We can? t let our hero

Die alone



We miss you day and night

You left town to live by the rifle

You left us to fight

But it just ain? t right to take away the light



Remember Genie from the casino?

She? s still awaiting in that big brass bed

The boys from your gang are knocking whiskey back

? Til they get out of hand and wish they were dead

They? re only lonely for the life that they led

With their old friend






Ooh, James, are you selling your soul to a cold gun?



Where lies your heart?

It? s not there in the buckskin', baby

It? s not there in the gin

That makes you laugh long and loud



You? re a coward, James

You? re running away from humanity

You? re running away from reality

It won? t be funny when they rat-a-tat-tat you down



Remember Genie from the casino?

She? s still awaiting in that big brass bed

The boys from your gang are knocking whiskey back

? Til they get out of hand and wish they were dead

They? re only lonely for the life that they led

With their old friend



Ooh, James, are you selling your soul to a cold gun?