Lyrics

Uno Dos Tres ~ Ya hey! He rode into town, nobody knew his name He'd mind his own business, but trouble always came Sooner or later, the shooting would start They didn't know they were messing with the The man with no name Always a challenge, with smoke and lead But ever the challenger, would end up dead They tried to draw and go in for the kill But their carcass wound up in Boot Hill [Chorus] The man with no name, he'd settle the score Be brought justice and vengeance for a few dollars more The high plains drifter was true in his aim So make no mistake with the man with no name The man with no name He rode alone, from town to town For a fistful of dollars, he'd gun them down Many a man lay face down in the dirt There was no regret, only pain and hurt