Son Of A Gun

Holy was the preacher

Riding on his rig of steel in the rising sun

This was no grim reaper

But a man with a smile who took a pride in a job well done



Oooh, in a blood-red sunrise

He's preaching conversion as you lay down and die

(die)



Just a god-given holy roller

In a god-forsaken land

He didn't choose this killing ground

He didn't want this scrap of land



He's gonna scorch the earth (yeah)

And make the rivers run dry

Until we learn to hate like him

Oh, kill for killing, yeah; live to die



Ride on, you son of a gun

Ride on, ride into the setting sun

Ride on, you son of a gun (yeah)



Ride on, you son of a gun

Ride on, ride into the setting sun

Ride on, you son of a gun



You gotta be a hero

For one last time

To prove through your destruction

Killing is a great way of life



There's a wooden cross somewhere

Where they'll bury you down deep

You lie to your people - you lie to yourself

You're in love with death, man, you've got no shame



Ride on, you son of a gun

Ride on, ride into the setting sun

Ride on, you son of a gun (yeah)



Ride on, you son of a gun

Ride on, ride into the setting sun

Ride on, you son of a gun



The preacher laughed - the preacher cried

He loaded bullets as he smiled

The congregation sat and wondered

Would they live, or would they die?



Just an ordinary man

With his orders and his plans

In the shadows of a cross



Oooh, in a blood-red sunrise

Take me to Jesus - with Judas my guide



(yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah; no)

Ride on, you son of a gun

Ride on, ride into the setting sun

Ride on, you son of a gun (yeah)



Ride on, you son of a gun

Ride on, ride into the setting sun

Ride on, you son of a gun



(oh, yeah)

Ride on, ride on, ride on, yeah

Ride on, ride on, ride on, yeah

Ride on, ride into history, yeah



Ride on, ride on, you bleeding heart

Ride on, ride on, you played no part

Ride on, you feel no pity

Ride on, you feel no pain



Ride it into history


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