Destiny

Destiny, there's no escape for any man
 From the very day you're born your destiny is planned
 Destiny
 A man drove into town one day all dressed in somber black
 Three tombstones in his buckboard and a shovel in his pack
 He drove straight to the graveyard and there he dug three holes
 The headstones bore a message to three departed souls
 Destiny
 "What happened?" said a passerby
 The man said, "Nothing yet
 But three of us are going to die before the sun has set
 One grave is for my woman, who loved unfaithfully
 The second's for her lover, and the other one's for me"
 Destiny, there's no escape for any man
 From the very day you're born your destiny is planned
 Destiny
 The man put down his shovel and buckled on his guns
 And later in the doorway he faced the fated ones
 But in the eyes he hated, the terror that he saw
 Filled his heart with pity, and he knew he couldn't draw
 Destiny
 Then a gang of desperados descended on the town
 And in the fight that followed, the three of them went down
 As the gunman lay there dyin', his last words were said to be
 "Nothin' could have saved us, this was our destiny"
 Destiny, there's no escape for any man
 From the very day you're born, your destiny is planned
 Destiny
 Destiny
 Destiny