© Anthony Lynn Powers 2013 Re record re master in 2015 Verse 1 He was getting on in years but he still wore a gun just a small town sheriff back when the west was young he had his share of gun fights the legend said he was fast many an outlaw took a shot for most it was their last Chorus He stood up to Jesse James now he's fighting old age and that’s a battle that he can’t win he can only ask when hes gone to bury him with his boots on so his ghost can walk these streets again Verse 2 Was a time they needed him till the railroad passed them by some folks got gold fever and his town slowly died with no need for a sheriff he laid his six guns down he waited for the sunset for him and his ghost town Repeat Chorus Bridge a rancher found his body remember what he’d said he was buried on the edge of town under a simple white marker that read Last Chorus I stood up to Jesse James was taken down by old age that’s a battle that I didn’t win I can only hope now that I’m gone you buried me with my boots on so my ghost can walk these streets again end line
This is what you get when you stay up late tring to be creative while watching an old western. The moment you should be going to bed you start feeling sorry for the old sheriff in the film, Who needs sleep anyway?
Walk These Streets Again
so my ghost can walk these streets again.