Smoking Gun – BadfingerBy Once upon a ruthless timeLived a man folks thought was kindPeople called him laughing WillBut inside he loved to killRuled a city with his mobA connoisseur on the way to robAnd some refused him, they’re dead or lameAnd old Will always dodged the blameJohnny could not help be nearBut he saw Will’s face quite clearOld Will Parker saw him runFollowed with his smoking gunHe was just a fairground boyA-helping him on the wheel of joyHe pulled no punches, he played the gameBut Old Will shot him just the same www.pillowlyrics.com419786497975 88k 20