John Wesley Harding - The Bullet Catch Lyrics

Every night in my magic show
I switch the real bullet and the fake
You point the barrel at me
And we see whose nerve will break
When only I know
That the real one is in my hand
It's make-believe
When I am the magician
You can gamble your life and never once fail
On a coin that has two tails
And that's the catch
The Bullet Catch

Yesterday evening
As you inspected the real one
Before I had a chance to change them
You'd already loaded up the gun
And I am The Great Whoever
So I just said 'take your aim'
Held my breath
And hoped you did the same
There's not a bone in my body gives in gracefully
You can call it the Magician In Me
And that's the catch
The Bullet Catch

I watched the rising muzzle
And your finger on the trigger
Seconds passed

And no-one spoke
The audience saw you hesitate
I stood there, looking at you
And wondered why you'd wait
I knew your nerve had broken
And I crossed the stage to you
"Don't feel bad
It's happened to others too"
You took your seat once your chance had gone
That's the only time that trick went wrong
And that's the catch
The Bullet Catch