James and the Cold Gun

James, come on home
 You've been gone too long, baby
 We can't let our hero
 Die 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 awaiting in that big brass bed
 The boys from your gang are knocking whiskey back
 'Til they get out of hand and wish they were dead
 They're only lonely for the life that they led
 With their old friends
 Woo, hoo-ooh-hoo-ooh
 Woo-hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo
 Woo-hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo
 James, are you selling your soul to a cold gun?
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 Where lies your heart?
 It's not there in the buckskinin', baby
 It's not there in the gin
 That makes you laugh long and loud
 You're a coward, James
 You're running away from humanity
 You're running out on reality
 It won't be funny when they rat-a-tat-tat you down!
 Remember Genie from the casino?
 She's still awaiting in that big brass bed
 The boys from your gang are knocking whiskey back
 'Til they get out of hand and wish they were dead
 They're only lonely for the life that they led
 With their old friends
 Woo, hoo-ooh-hoo-ooh
 Woo-hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo
 Woo-hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo
 James, are you selling your soul –
 Woo-hoo, hoo-hoo, hoo-hoo
 Woo-hoo-hoo-hoo
 To a cold gun?