Edge of Sundown — текст песни (molly hatchet)

On the edge of sundown, a man rode into town

His clothes were old and dirty like the guns he wore low down

And as he rode the people stared, tried to look on him

Hes the man wholl take your life, take your life to boothill



Sleeps by day and rides by night

Like a mongrel always lookin for a fight

Got cold steel a bowie knife, just his way of life

He took no one, no not a sound, stares at the edge of town

Only time that hell be found, is on the edge of sundown



Take you for your dollars babe, take you for your gold

Make your life so miserable, hes gonna leave you mean and cold

And then hell head on out, to another town

The only time when hell be found, is on the edge of sundown

Next time hell be sundown.



Hes a killer and a robber and hell make you grieve

Shoot you in the back or in your sleep

Got no name or identity

Livin in the wind, hes free---