The Ballad Of Paladin
Paladin, Paladin
Where do you roam
Paladin, Paladin
Far, far from home.
Have gun will travel
Reads the card of a man
A knight without armor
In a savage land.
His fast gun for hire
Heeds the calling wind
A soldier of fortune
Is the man called Paladin.
Paladin, Paladin
Where do you roam
Paladin, Paladin
Far, far from home.
He travels on
To wherever he must
A chess knight of silver
Is his badge of trust.
There are campfire legends
That the plainsmen spin
Of the man with the gun
Of the man called Paladin.
Paladin, Paladin
Where do you roam
Paladin, Paladin
Far, far from home.
Far from home
Far from home...