Hired Gun Poem by Dorsey Baker

You are just a hired gun
And ain't nobody
Got no love for you
You are just a hired gun
Don't nobody know
Where you come from
But they know exactly
What you have come to do
You are just a hired gun
Man with a price upon his head
You are just a hired gun
And when you leave town
You will leave
Somebody dead
You are just a hired gun
And the killing streak
Never seems to end
You are just a hired gun
Wanted for the murder
Of so many
Innocent men