Molly Hatchet - Edge Of Sundown Lyrics






On the edge of sundown, a man rode into town
His clothes were old and dirty like the guns he wore low down
And as he rode the people stared, tried to look on him
He's the man who'll take your life, take your life to boothill

Sleeps by day and rides by night
Like a mongrel always lookin' for a fight
Got cold steel a bowie knife, just his way of life
He took no one, no not a sound, stares at the edge of town
Only time that he'll be found, is on the edge of sundown

Take you for your dollars babe, take you for your gold
Make your life so miserable, he's gonna leave you mean and cold
And then he'll head on out, to another town
The only time when he'll be found, is on the edge of sundown
Next time he'll be sundown.

He's a killer and a robber and he'll make you grieve
Shoot you in the back or in your sleep
Got no name or identity
Livin' in the wind, he's free...





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  1. S.... ....

    As awesome as this version is, it's too short!

  2. M.... R....

    "Edge Of Sundown"

    On the edge of sundown, a man rode into town
    His clothes were old and dirty like the guns he wore low down
    And as he rode the people stared, tried to look on him
    He's the man who'll take your life, take your life to boothill

    Sleeps by day and rides by night
    Like a mongrel always lookin' for a fight
    Got cold steel a bowie knife, just his way of life
    He took no one, no not a sound, stares at the edge of town
    Only time that he'll be found, is on the edge of sundown

    Take you for your dollars babe, take you for your gold
    Make your life so miserable, he's gonna leave you mean and cold
    And then he'll head on out, to another town
    The only time when he'll be found, is on the edge of sundown
    Next time he'll be sundown.

    He's a killer and a robber and he'll make you grieve
    Shoot you in the back or in your sleep
    Got no name or identity
    Livin' in the wind, he's free...

  3. m.... R....

    I can't seem to find a studio version anywhere.

    m.... R....

    matt R You're an idiot.

    m.... R....

    You're allowed to have that opinion. But consider yourself first.

    m.... R....

    Not when you say stupid shit like that you're not.

    m.... R....

    I'm not what?

    m.... R....

    Entitled to an opinion because you're an idiot.

  4. J.... P....

    Remembering the Old Cowboy Ghost who haunts his foes.

  5. C.... ....

    Hooray for Molly Hatchet!