Hal Ketchum - The Unforgiven lyrics

Pistol in my pocket, whiskey on my face I guess this time the devil sent the bottle in his place Well, I lived to see the morning's sun Well, I make my way among the unforgiven Things get good and crazy once the bottle takes my hand I get to run in sideways like a snake across the sand Gliding on straight into the morning sun, yeah As I make my way among the unforgiven You may pity me, you may mark my time You may even understand How nobility and love go blind Once the bottle owns the man You may pity me, yeah, you may mark my time You may even understand How nobility and love go blind Once the bottle owns the man I got a funny feeling, I have been this way before Trouble on my shoulder, temptation at my door Win or lose, still I fly straight towards the sun Straight towards the sun As I make my way among the unforgiven As I make my way among the unforgiven