Smokin’ Gun

[Verse 1]
Once upon a ruthless time
Lived a man folks thought was kind
People called him Laughin' Will
But inside he loved to kill

[Verse 2]
Ruled a city with his mob
A connoisseur on the way to rob
And some refused him, they're dead or lame
And old Will always dodged the blame

[Verse 3]
Johnny could not help be near
But he saw Will's face quite clear
Old Will Parker saw him run
Followed with his smokin' gun

[Verse 4]
He was just a fairground boy
A-helpin' him on the wheel of joy
He pulled no punches, he played the game
But Old Will shot him just the same