Shootout (Live - Feb 1988 Toronto)

Living on the east side, trouble's on it's way
 Get your piece together, take your place and stay
 Is your pistol loaded? ain't no room for buts
 Strangers eye to eye, hope you've got the guts
 Lawman, draw your gun
 I may be the one
 Trigger happy fingers and you give me cause
 Lawman what have I done - broken your laws?
 Strangers, Dangers
 Desert sons ride from the heat
 Little doubt, in this shootout
 Wipe off the dust from the street
 Chasing with tequila, and gypsy ladies dance
 Never thought I'd shoot again until I had the chance
 One on one I'm laughing, spit in the sand and draw
 Just not quick enough, so much for the law
 Lawman draw your gun
 I may be the one
 Knock down and drag out, the taste is in the air
 Lawman what have I done - do you really care?
 Given the limit, the job is yours today
 Just another sorry man standing in my way
 A bad lad uh huh! lives up to his role
 Live it up, laugh it up, end up in the hole
 Where you die another soul will stand
 I'll be riding riding riding across this land
 You've been shot down, now you're gonna crawl
 Those who stay alive are those who don't come out at all
 Just another shootout, one more dirty deed
 Your peacemaker's heavy, one shot's all I need
 Make your move now mister, sherrif's history
 Feelin' lucky are you? Good-bye deputy!