Hurry Sundown

Gypsy's dance around the campfire, shook their tambourines They were waiting for the dust of an outlaw, Sundown was his name As the midnight hour grew closer, and the sky begins to fall You can see his shadow by the light of the moon They had heard the gypsys call She had hair as black as darkness, eyes of emerald green And her voice was soft and tender, ooh she could sing She will sing no more, or dance again or shake a tambourines They had taken her away, she was dead and gone And hear the gypsies sing Ooh, ooh, hurry Sundown Ooh, ooh, hurry Sundown Ooh, ooh, hurry Sundown Hurry Sundown Ooh, ooh, hurry Sundown Ooh, ooh, hurry Sundown Ooh, ooh, hurry Sundown Silver devils in his holsters, stars strapped to his heels There was fire in his eyes, they say that he was dressed to kill He had hands as fast as lightning, a heart as cold as steel He had come for the one that took her life Lying in Boothill Gypsy's dance around the campfire, shook their tambourines They were waiting for the dust of an outlaw, Sundown was his name As the midnight hour grew closer, and the sky begins to fall You can see his shadow in the light of the moon They had heard the gypsys call Ooh, ooh, hurry Sundown Ooh, ooh, hurry Sundown Ooh, ooh, hurry Sundown Ooh, ooh, hurry Sundown