| Song | Running Gun |
| Artist | Marty Robbins |
| Album | Gunfighter Ballads And Trail Songs |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Glaser, Glaser | |
| I rode out of | |
| Kansas City, going south to | |
| MexicoI was running, dodging danger, left the girl that | |
| I loved so | |
| Far behind lay | |
| Kansas City and the past that | |
| I had earned | |
| Twenty notches on my six gun, marked the lessons | |
| I had learned | |
| Many times | |
| I sold my fast gun for a place to lay my head | |
| Till the nights began to haunt me by the men that | |
| I left dead | |
| Couldn't stand it any longer with this life that | |
| I'd begunSo | |
| I said goodbye to | |
| Jeannie and became a running gun | |
| I rode into | |
| Amarillo as the sun sank in the west | |
| My thoughts in | |
| Kansas City and the girl that | |
| I love best | |
| As I smiled and kissed her gently and then turned away to go | |
| Said I'd send for her to meet me when | |
| I reached old | |
| MexicoI had barely left the saddle and my foot just touched the ground | |
| When a cold voice from the shadows told me not to turn around | |
| Said he knew about my fast gun, knew the price paid by the law | |
| Challenged by a bounty hunter, so | |
| I turned around to draw | |
| I knew someday | |
| I'd meet him, for his hand like lightning flashed | |
| My own gun stood in leather as his bullet tore its path | |
| As my strength was slowly fading, | |
| I could see him walk away | |
| And I knew that where | |
| I lie tonight, he too must lie some day | |
| Now the crowd is slowly gathering but my eyes are growing dim | |
| And my thoughts return to | |
| Jeannie and the home that we had planned | |
| Oh, please tell her, won't you, mister, that she's still the only one | |
| But a woman's love is wasted when she loves a running gun | |
| Running gun, running gun |
| zuo ci : Glaser, Glaser | |
| I rode out of | |
| Kansas City, going south to | |
| MexicoI was running, dodging danger, left the girl that | |
| I loved so | |
| Far behind lay | |
| Kansas City and the past that | |
| I had earned | |
| Twenty notches on my six gun, marked the lessons | |
| I had learned | |
| Many times | |
| I sold my fast gun for a place to lay my head | |
| Till the nights began to haunt me by the men that | |
| I left dead | |
| Couldn' t stand it any longer with this life that | |
| I' d begunSo | |
| I said goodbye to | |
| Jeannie and became a running gun | |
| I rode into | |
| Amarillo as the sun sank in the west | |
| My thoughts in | |
| Kansas City and the girl that | |
| I love best | |
| As I smiled and kissed her gently and then turned away to go | |
| Said I' d send for her to meet me when | |
| I reached old | |
| MexicoI had barely left the saddle and my foot just touched the ground | |
| When a cold voice from the shadows told me not to turn around | |
| Said he knew about my fast gun, knew the price paid by the law | |
| Challenged by a bounty hunter, so | |
| I turned around to draw | |
| I knew someday | |
| I' d meet him, for his hand like lightning flashed | |
| My own gun stood in leather as his bullet tore its path | |
| As my strength was slowly fading, | |
| I could see him walk away | |
| And I knew that where | |
| I lie tonight, he too must lie some day | |
| Now the crowd is slowly gathering but my eyes are growing dim | |
| And my thoughts return to | |
| Jeannie and the home that we had planned | |
| Oh, please tell her, won' t you, mister, that she' s still the only one | |
| But a woman' s love is wasted when she loves a running gun | |
| Running gun, running gun |
| zuò cí : Glaser, Glaser | |
| I rode out of | |
| Kansas City, going south to | |
| MexicoI was running, dodging danger, left the girl that | |
| I loved so | |
| Far behind lay | |
| Kansas City and the past that | |
| I had earned | |
| Twenty notches on my six gun, marked the lessons | |
| I had learned | |
| Many times | |
| I sold my fast gun for a place to lay my head | |
| Till the nights began to haunt me by the men that | |
| I left dead | |
| Couldn' t stand it any longer with this life that | |
| I' d begunSo | |
| I said goodbye to | |
| Jeannie and became a running gun | |
| I rode into | |
| Amarillo as the sun sank in the west | |
| My thoughts in | |
| Kansas City and the girl that | |
| I love best | |
| As I smiled and kissed her gently and then turned away to go | |
| Said I' d send for her to meet me when | |
| I reached old | |
| MexicoI had barely left the saddle and my foot just touched the ground | |
| When a cold voice from the shadows told me not to turn around | |
| Said he knew about my fast gun, knew the price paid by the law | |
| Challenged by a bounty hunter, so | |
| I turned around to draw | |
| I knew someday | |
| I' d meet him, for his hand like lightning flashed | |
| My own gun stood in leather as his bullet tore its path | |
| As my strength was slowly fading, | |
| I could see him walk away | |
| And I knew that where | |
| I lie tonight, he too must lie some day | |
| Now the crowd is slowly gathering but my eyes are growing dim | |
| And my thoughts return to | |
| Jeannie and the home that we had planned | |
| Oh, please tell her, won' t you, mister, that she' s still the only one | |
| But a woman' s love is wasted when she loves a running gun | |
| Running gun, running gun |