Текст (слова) песни: Emerson, Lake and Palmer - The Sheriff
(Emerson - Lake) Wicked Josie rode away In the sunset covered sky A lynching mob had strung his friend up Right before his eyes He didn`t know what they`d both done He sure as hell would end up one A hot tin notch on the sheriff`s gun If he didn`t move on Get out of here
The sheriff followed Josie`s journey >From Kansas in the West He said he`d put a bullet right Through poor old Josie`s chest But Josie wasn`t like the rest He don`t like bullet holes in his vest In fact he`d do his very best Don`t want any arrest Don`t want to be the guest Of the sheriff
The nights got so damned cold He couldn`t stand the pace He looked again for sheriff`s men But couldn`t see the chase Josie found a nice warm place But then the sheriff solved the case Poked at gun at Josie`s face And said lookie here...
Sheriff rode him into town With Josie look inside He didn`t know about the six-gun Wicked Josie had Then Josie drew his gun real fast Gave the sheriff one big blast And Josie was a song at last A legend from the past Nobody ever messed with the sheriff
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