The Ballad of Paladin

Have gun will travel, reads the card of a man A knight without armor in a savage land His fast gun hire, heeds the calling wind A soldier of fortune, is a man called Pal-a-din Paladin, Paladin, where do you roam Paladin, Paladin, far, far from home He travels on to where ever he must A chess knight of silver is his badge of trust There are campfire legends that the plainsmen sing Of the man with the gun, of the man called Pal-a-din Paladin, Paladin, where do you roam Paladin, Paladin, far, far from home Far from home, far from home