Kate Bush "James and the Cold Gun" lyrics

James and the Cold Gun

James, come on home.You've been gone too long, baby.We can't let our heroDie 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 a-waiting in that big brass bed.The boys from your gang are knocking whisky back,'Til they get out of hand and wish they were dead.They're only lonely for the life that they ledWith their old friend.

Ooh, James, are you selling your soul to a cold gun?Selling your soul to aOoh, 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 ginThat makes you laugh long and loud.

You're a coward, James.You're running away from humanity.You're running out from reality.It won't be funny when they rat-a-tat-tat you down.

Remember Genie from the casino?She's still a-waiting in that big brass bed.The boys from your gang are knocking whisky back,'Til they get out of hand and wish they were dead.They're only lonely for the life that they ledWith their old friend.

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

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