Choir - The Rifleman lyrics

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Nobody gave Mark McCain any trouble

They knew the rifleman was his pa

I saw Lucas on one of those "quit smoking"

Schick Center commercials once

It must be cool to have an iron jaw

Whatever happened to the Rifleman?

I've got a job for the Rifleman, the Rifleman

Whenever trouble came riding into North Fork

The fearful fair folk were never alone

The tall sod-buster 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

He really knew how to settle a score

Mercy knocks on the devil's door

When I pray for peace and revel in war

I always wanted a shirt like Mark wore

Render love to your world

Render love to your world

Render love to your world

Render love to your world

Render love

Let there be peace in the land