Hey, Mr. Gunman
You've got a bounty on your head
You better run, man
Or else you're gonna wind up dead
Hey, Mr. Gunman
Go pack your stuff and go away
You better run, man
Or you won't live another day
There he is! It's Vash the Stampede!
Vash the Stampede?!?!?
Let's get 'im!
Yeah, get 'im!!!
That sixty million dollars is mine!
Hey, Mr. Gunman
Where you off to now?
Are you not sick of staying nights in every town to town?
Oh, Mr. Gunman
How do you feel inside?
Catch me if you can, you face a bit of strife
I'll take my best shots but I won't take your life
Running from the past, I'm chasing the light
I'm a walking calamity
With hope for humanity
'Cause even if I'm scarred by millions of knives
I'll take another leave then return to your side
Running from the crash to practice what she taught me
We can all see a world made of love and peace
Mr. Gunman
I just don't understand
I'm tryna save you along with all of the plants
They're tryna use us
Abuse us
Quit making your excuses
We both saw her, who do you believe?
Our independence is something they can't perceive
They'll hunt you for years
They'll shed all your tears
What will you do without your brother here?!
I'll run, I'll run, I'll run
I'll keep running, I'll keep running, I'll keep running
I'll keep running, I'll keep running, I'll keep running-
I'm a stampede
You can't catch me!
Even if my morals are compromised
I'll pick myself up and continue to fight
Carry his cross with no vanity, so we can all see a world made of love and peace
