| They sent me out from Santa Fe to try and find his trail |
| They think that I’m the only one who can bring him back to jail |
| This star says I’m a lawman, this gun has seen me through |
| And though my heart is heavy, I’ve got a job to do |
| You see he’s such a proud man who never learned to crawl |
| But a good man turned gunslinger is the meanest man of all |
| He killed a U.S. Marshal and for that he’s gonna pay |
| And I’m the lonely lawman, who’s on his trail today |
| There was a time he fought for truth and on the side of right |
| Until the only girl he loved was killed one fateful night |
| I know his heart was shattered as he turned the barren sod |
| And laid away her body, commending it to God |
| Then he vowed avengeance to those who took her life |
| And every notch upon his gun a tear shed for his wife |
| But vengeance is like wildfire sweeping through the woods |
| It turns reason into ashes and it burns out all the good |
| Now I can’t help but remember as I trail this lonesome man |
| I don’t believe while we were boys I won any race we ran |
| For you see his face resembles mine, we talk somewhat the same |
| And though we walk in different worlds we both bear our daddy’s name |