Ballad of Paladin (From “Have Gun, Will Travel“) Lyrics

Have gun, will travel reads the card of a man,
A knight without aror in a savage land.
His fast gun for hire, heeds the calling wind,
A soldier of fortune is the man called paladin.
Paladin, paladin, where do you roam?
Paladin, paladin, far, far, from home.
He travels on to wherever he must:
A chess knight of silver is his badge of trust.
There are campfire legends that the plainsmen spin
Of the man with the gun, of the man called pa-l-l-l-l-a-din.

Paladin, paladin, where do you roam?
Paladin, paladin, far, far, from home.