Faster - Creed Fisher

A west wind is blowing, my dear, it’s time to go

Make a good run for the badlands of old Mexico

Out in the badlands a man can still run from his name

If I get lucky somehow I can outrun the flames

Lord, what have I done?

I cannot keep running this way

I killed a man with a gun in his hand

Now they say there’s a price to be paid

I was a little bit faster that day

A little bit faster that day

I never intended on using my gun for the bad

But standing up for my wife was the only real choice that I had

There’s no right or wrong when you’re on the wrong side of the law

He put his hands on my wife and then challenged my hand to the draw

Lord, what have I done?

I cannot keep running this way

I killed a man with a gun in his hand

Now they say there’s a price to be paid

I was a little bit faster that day

A little bit faster that day

They’re getting closer, my love

You need to go on your own

I killed a man with a gun in his hand

Now they say there’s a price to be paid

I was a little bit faster that day

I killed a man with a gun in his hand

Now they say there’s a price to be paid

I was a little bit faster that day

A little bit faster that day

A west wind is blowing, my dear, it’s time to go