Creed Fisher - Faster

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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