"Gunsmoke" lyrics
"Gunsmoke"
I'm a wanted man riding with the wind
And you're a wild wild rose trying to save me from my sins
Your touch is a bullet, your love is a crime
Oh, but I'd take the fall everytime
Why do I run with the devil
When I know I'm going down in flames
I should know better but I'm chasing that deadly kiss
From an angel with gunsmoke on her lips
They call us outlaws well I guess that's true
Cause I'd break every damn law if it meant one night with you
I ain't afraid of how this ends
Baby, we're too far gone to slow up now so let's just keep on burning it down
Why do I run with the devil
When I know I'm going down in flames
I should know better but I'm chasing that deadly kiss
From an angel with gunsmoke on her lips
Why do I run with the devil
When I know I'm going down in flames
I should know better but I'm chasing that deadly kiss
From an angel with gunsmoke on her lips
Gunsmoke on her lips
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