James, come on home
You've been gone too long baby
We can't let out hero die alone
We miss you day and night
You left town to live by the rifle
You left us to fight
But it just ain't right to take
away the light
(Chorus)
Remember Genie, from the casino
She's still a-waiting in her big
brass bed
The boys from your gang are knocking
whiskey back
'Till they get out of hand
And wish they were dead
They're only lonely for the life
they led
With their old friend
Ooh, James are you selling your soul
to a cold gun?
Where lies your heart?
It's not there in the buckskin baby
It's not there in the gin that makes
you laugh long and loud
You're a coward James
Your running away from humanity
You're running out on reality
It won't be funny when they
Rat-a-tat-tat you down
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