Blaze Of Glory lyrics

[Josiah Gordon "Doc" Scurlock:]
"You rode a 15 year old boy straight to his grave and the rest of us straight to hell."

A whiskey bottle comforts me
And tells me not to cry
While a full moon says a prayer for me
I try to close my eyes

But the night's there to remind me
Of the guns and the early graves
The ghosts appear as I fall asleep
To sing an outlaw's serenade

I went to see the preacher to teach me how to pray
He looked at me and smiled
Then that preacher turned away
He said if you want to tell him something
You ain't gotta fold your hands
Say it with your heart, your soul and believe it
And I'd say amen

Bang a drum for the sinners
Bang a drum for the sins
Bang a drum for the losers
And those who win

1, 2, 3, 4
Well you're dancing with the shadow
You been talking in your sleep
Well you can walk on water
But don't want to wet your feet

You really got me, you really got me now
You know I don't know how you do it
But you really put me through it
You got me, yeah

You say you talk to everyone
Who is anyone in town
But they don't recognize you

As we stood there older than men
And younger than the boys (that's right)
We were as still as the wind
That blows on a hot August night

And you were lonesome as a jukebox
But deadly just the same
I could be as gentle as a newborn
Then spit into the eye of a hurricane

And we knew how to laugh
And we knew how to cry
Yeah, we sure knew how to live
But we don't ever

Hey mister can you help me
I'm a loner on the run
I'm just looking for tomorrow
And I ain't gonna hurt no one

I jumped headfirst into a bottle
I was looking for a friend
Came up just short of nothing
I didn't find the truth I only found an end

So tell me who's gonna save me
Or my father or my son
When the only justice a man can see
Is the barrel... of a loaded gun

They say that no man is an island
And good things come to those who wait
But the things I hear are there just to remind me
Every dog will have his day

The spirits, they intoxicate me
I watched them infiltrate my soul
They try to say it's too late for me
Tell my guns I'm coming home

I swear I'm gonna live forever
Tell my maker he can wait

Hey Patty Garrett that's what I used to call you
They tell me you want me but I hear they've got you
They made you a lawman with a badge made of silver
They paid you some money to sell them my blood

But you say, this ain't about me and this ain't about you
Or the good and the bad times we've both been through
When the lines between brothers and justice have changed

[Josiah Gordon "Doc" Scurlock:] "You are not a God."
[William Bonney:] "Why don't you pull the trigger and find out"

I wake up in the morning
And I raise my weary head
I've got an old coat for a pillow
And the earth was last night's bed
I don't know where I'm going
Only God knows where I've been
I'm a devil on the run
A six gun lover
A candle in the wind, yeah

[William Bonney:] "Yoo-hoo, I'll make you famous!"

I just seen trouble, he's calling out your name tonight
Billy get your guns
You could walk away but I know you were born to fight
So Billy get your guns
The bandileros are strung out in the promenade
Billy get your guns
And the wind whispers softly that the devil's to blame
Billy get your guns

Billy get your guns