Hurry Sundown (Re-Recorded) - The Outlaws

Gypsy’s dance around the campfire, shook their tambourines

They were waiting for the dust of an outlaw, Sundown was his name

As the midnight hour grew closer, and the sky begins to fall

You can see his shadow by the light of the moon

They had heard the gypsys call

She had hair as black as darkness, eyes of emerald green

And her voice was soft and tender, ooh she could sing

She will sing no more, or dance again or shake a tambourines

They had taken her away, she was dead and gone

And hear the gypsies sing

Ooh, ooh, hurry Sundown

Ooh, ooh, hurry Sundown

Ooh, ooh, hurry Sundown

Hurry Sundown

Ooh, ooh, hurry Sundown

Ooh, ooh, hurry Sundown

Ooh, ooh, hurry Sundown

Silver devils in his holsters, stars strapped to his heels

There was fire in his eyes, they say that he was dressed to kill

He had hands as fast as lightning, a heart as cold as steel

He had come for the one that took her life

Lying in Boothill

Gypsy’s dance around the campfire, shook their tambourines

They were waiting for the dust of an outlaw, Sundown was his name

As the midnight hour grew closer, and the sky begins to fall

You can see his shadow in the light of the moon

They had heard the gypsys call

Ooh, ooh, hurry Sundown

Ooh, ooh, hurry Sundown

Ooh, ooh, hurry Sundown

Ooh, ooh, hurry Sundown