Lyrics to Triggerfinger
When the gunfight comes to town
You know me I'll be around and around
I'm saying nothing but I'm watching every move
When it comes the time to play I'm gonna play the cards I choose
I'm gonna take what's mine
Gonna see you down the line
Some other guy has got a diamond up his sleeve
My honest cards were not enough and so I watch you leave
The evening sun goes down and then I hit the road
I guess it's true, that he aint got the stuff, for carrying that load
I'm gonna take what's mine
Gonna see you down the line
My triggers fast, my bullets cold
If there's a faster gun he's still one that I don't know
I wait my chance because it's not my day to lose
My triggerfinger's swelling up, and measuring the groove
Further up the road I see you waiting by the side
His trick was not enough and it comes as no surprise
Ten paces are about, as close as he would get
Before my trigger finger puts a bullet in his chest, about time
'cause I'm gonna take what's mine
Gonna see you down the line
My triggers fast, my bullets cold
If there's a faster gun he's still one that I don't know
I wait my chance because it's not my day to lose
My triggerfinger's swelling up, and measuring the groove
You know me I'll be around and around
I'm saying nothing but I'm watching every move
When it comes the time to play I'm gonna play the cards I choose
I'm gonna take what's mine
Gonna see you down the line
Some other guy has got a diamond up his sleeve
My honest cards were not enough and so I watch you leave
The evening sun goes down and then I hit the road
I guess it's true, that he aint got the stuff, for carrying that load
I'm gonna take what's mine
Gonna see you down the line
My triggers fast, my bullets cold
If there's a faster gun he's still one that I don't know
I wait my chance because it's not my day to lose
My triggerfinger's swelling up, and measuring the groove
Further up the road I see you waiting by the side
His trick was not enough and it comes as no surprise
Ten paces are about, as close as he would get
Before my trigger finger puts a bullet in his chest, about time
'cause I'm gonna take what's mine
Gonna see you down the line
My triggers fast, my bullets cold
If there's a faster gun he's still one that I don't know
I wait my chance because it's not my day to lose
My triggerfinger's swelling up, and measuring the groove
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