Hired gun
Morning light meets the dayNervous eyes look both waysAnd it just won't matter, spring or fallThere's bread to win and shots to call
And there ain't nobody out thereJust a wild uncertaintyIt's in your stride but it ain't no funSometimes I feel just like a hired gunI feel just like a hired gunAlways on the run
And how it started, well you can't recallDid someone push you, did someone stallWhatever the reasons there was lots to learnTo get home safely and not get burnedAnd it's all so cold and empty as you watch the setting sun
You've picked up every dirty trickJust to keep yourself always on the runAnd I feel just like a hired gunAlways on the run
I dream of comfort and friendship longBut I can't trust you or anyoneThe scars still hurt me and I don't let them healEach one's a lesson, each one's a shield
And I may even love you dearlyAnd I loathe what I have to doYou see I've picked up every dirty trickIn my fear of you'Cos you make me feel just like a hired gunAlways on the run