Bounty Hunter Unspoken Tradition

[Verse 1]
"Good evenin' to you, mister," the bounty hunter said
"You don't know me, but I know there's a price upon your head
I know you're wanted dead or alive, that's what the posters say
But I never shoot a man at night when he ain't had time to pray
So I'll give you until sunrise tomorrow, my friend
Before I come to shoot you down and drag your body in
I warn you that I do my work quite well by gun or knife
Well I've tracked down many a man, I've taken many a life."

[Chorus]
Father, do not mourn for me; mother, do not weep
Whatever a man soweth that also shall hе reap

[Verse 2]
I spent a long and sleepless night with fеar upon my breast
Tryin' to get ready for my mornin' duel with death
I hid up in a hayloft out on the edge of town
And at sunrise, the bounty hunter came to shoot me down
Well I fired down at the bounty hunter standin' in the street
He raised his gun and fired a round of shots back up at me
He hit my chest and shoulder and my gun flew from my hand
Now I'm trapped up in this hayloft a wounded unarmed man

[Chorus]
Father, do not mourn for me; mother, do not weep
Whatever a man soweth that also shall he reap