Текст песни Smoking Gun

Once upon a ruthless time
Lived a man folks thought was kind
People called him laughing Will
But inside he loved to kill

Ruled a city with his mob
A connoisseur on the way to rob
And some refused him, they're dead or lame
And old Will always dodged the blame
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Johnny could not help be near
But he saw Will's face quite clear
Old Will Parker saw him run
Followed with his smoking gun

He was just a fairground boy
A-helping him on the wheel of joy
He pulled no punches, he played the game
But Old Will shot him just the same