Clean Outta Luck - Chrome Molly

There’s a shadow hanging over the saloon

As the lonely gunman comes to town

I’ve been travelling with the only light the moon

No one sees my face and no one puts me down

Oh you’re going down

Yeah you’re going down

Yeah yeah — Don’t talk about reason

I’m talking pistols at dawn

Get out of my way

Don’t take me for a fool

Don’t take me for a man that gives a fuck

I never read your rules

I guess you’re clean outta luck

Broken hearted, I’ve been on the run for years

I lost it and there’s no denying

If you push me I will manifest your fears

And I will take you down

Don’t walk away from the fight

Stand tall and face it upright

Like a brick wall

You’re climbing tonight

I guess you’re clean out of luck