GOOD GUYS WEAR BLACK
The smoke clears all around, A Chesterfield
is hangin' down.
He comes and goes without a sound he
names his price, and he's on his way.

He made a deal long ago, reward was high for
his soal.
What he sold no one knows he made the deal,
and he's on his way.
Bridge:

(Yeah!)He's on his way, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah,...
He pawns his worldiy goods, just to live
anotherday.

Chorus:

Good guys wear black! Good guys wear black!
he waks a lonesome road looking for the
light to lead the way.

Twenty day in the hole, a money bag full
of gold.
No mercy, no turning back the deal is done,
and he's on his way...

Bridge:

Chorus:

There's good and bad in every man and
stories told across the land.
From long ago to modern day the good guys
will make you pay.
Wearing black fighting hard and strong for the
right things and not the wrong.

Chorus x 3: