The Rifleman Songtext

The fearful fair folk [consider the alliteration] were never alone.
The tall sodbuster let the bad guys make the first move.
Shot 'em full of lead, said son, let's go home."

Whatever happened to the Rifleman?
I've got a job for the Rifleman
The Rifleman.

Whatever happened to the Rifleman?
I've got a job for the Rifleman
The Rifleman.

He really knew how to settle a score.
Mercy knocks on the devil's door
When I pray for peace, and I revel in war.
I always wanted a shirt like Mark wore.

He really knew how to settle a score.
Mercy knocks on the devil's door
When I pray for peace, and I revel in war. I always wanted a shirt like Mark wore.

"Nobody gave Mark McCain any trouble.
They knew the Rifleman was his Pa.
I saw Lucas on one of those quit smoking advertisements.
It must be cool to have an iron jaw.
Whenever trouble came riding into North Fork,
The fearful fair folk were never alone.
The tall sodbuster let the bad guys make the first move.
Shot 'em full of lead, said son, let's go home.
Let's go home."