Pistols gleaming in the sun He rides across the plain Blood, sweat, tears, hell Snow or shine or rain Behind he leaves a wake of dust And death lies just ahead He rides on into the mines To kill these bastards dead (Light the flame! Smoke them out! Shoot to kill!) Ride on for justice with torch in his hand His steed is shaking the heavens (above!) Master of combat he lives by the gun As the earth becomes saturated with (the blood!) (Desperado! Desperado!) Piles of the beasts surround The wounds of the fight mark his flesh He is alone and soon he shall fall But there is victory in his death (Light the flame! Smoke them out! Shoot to kill!) Ride on for justice with torch in his hand His steed is shaking the heavens (above!) Master of combat he lives by the gun As the earth becomes saturated with (the blood!) (Desperado! Desperado!) (Light the flame! Smoke them out! Shoot to kill!) Ride on for justice with torch in his hand His steed is shaking the heavens (above!) Master of combat he lives by the gun As the earth becomes saturated with (the blood!) (Desperado! Desperado!)