The Pale Rider - Deadman

William was a gun fighter, he was waiting for his chance

Waiting for his time to come, when he could make his name

Riding into town with a look upon his brow

Like he’s going to take from you or going to take you out

Phoenix was an Indian who had a knack for robbing banks

In the mesas of New Mexico is where they made their plans

To rob the Denver bank and to leave no one alive

And with their plans they rode northeast, their fingers on their guns

Looking for an angel or the pale rider to come

Looking for an angel or the pale rider to come

There back in Santa Fe where you will find my love

A Spanish maid named Usabelle with skin like holy dove

And if this plan goes bad and I should meet my end

You send her back to Texas and make sure to treat her well

Connor was a law man, he protects the Denver bank

He vowed to catch the riders, he vowed to see them hanged

He told his men, «Be ready and when you see the riders come

You put a bullet between their eyes», and the pale rider he comes

A bullet between their eyes and the pale rider he comes

On the Denver horizon, that’s where it all went down

Getting into focus as the dust settled down

Connor had the street staked out and ready for the draw

And the tension mounted in the heat of it all

Connor said, «Don't worry, I’m scared to death myself

When I look into his eyes I see a demon straight from hell

Coming straight for me, coming for the kill»

That’s when the shots were fired, bang and it was done

All were looking for an angel when the pale rider he comes

Looking for an angel and the pale rider he comes

Looking for an angel and the pale rider he comes

Looking for an angel and the pale rider he comes