Molly Hatchet

I rode into town with my ear to the ground,
Looking for the right band to play,
I felt just right in the heat of the night,
Ridden many miles that day.
I've heard of a place where men go together,
Playin' and layin' it down,
I'm going to win, but Lord, what a sin,
I didn't know they gun me down.
Chorus:
Gunsmoke on the horizon, hiding the setting sun.
Gunsmoke on the horizon, I grabbed my horse and run.
Well, the dealer was blind, I was trying to find,
A way to keep the winnings I'd found.
The smoke was thick, the tension was thicker,
I still thought they'd gun me down.