Edge Of Sundown - Live Version

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---