They used to call me lightening I was always quick to strike Had everything I own In the saddles on my bike I had a reputation For never staying very long Just like a wild and restless drifter Like a cowboy in a song I met a dark haired beauty Where they lay the whiskey down In southern Arizona In a little border town She had to dance for money In that dusty old saloon I dropped a dollar in the jukebox Played that girl a tune, yeah Never see it comin' It just hits you by surprise It's that cold place in your soul And the fire in her eyes Makes you come together Like wild horses when they run Now the cards are on the table and The bullets in the gun She was sittin' on my lap We still had shots to kill When a man pulled up Who owned the bar In a Cadillac Deville He grabbed her by her raven hair And threw her on the floor Said no free ride for the cowboys That ain't what I pay you for She jumped up and grabbed my pistol Stuck it in the fat man's back Said open up the safe And put your money in the sack Then tied his hands behind him And put a blindfolded on his eyes Said if you're dumb enough to chase us man You're dumb enough to die Never see it comin' It just hits you by surprise It's that cold place in your soul And the fire in her eyes It makes you come together Like wild horses when they run Now the cards are on the table and The bullets in the gun, yeah We rode across the border Down into Mexico When you're runnin' from the law Ain't that where everybody goes We came to a town With a name I couldn't spell She gave me what I came for In that Mexican motel I woke to the sound of sirens and The sound of running feet There were fifty Federales Locked and loaded in the street She grabbed my 44 I grabbed the money in the sack She kissed me for the last time And we headed out the back Every gun was on us And every heartbeat pounded The only thing that's left to do When they got you all surrounded She fired that old pistol But we didn't stand a prayer Money hit the gravel Man, bullets filled the air You never see it comin' 'Til it hits you by surprise It's that cold place in your soul And the fire in her eyes Makes you come together Like wild horses when they run Now the cards are on the table and And the bullets in the gun The bullets in the gun The bullets in the gun The bullets in the gun