Chorus
Nobody knows just where he rode from
Some say the mountains, some say the pines
they only know he stood in that doorway
Stranger on the border of legends and lies
Post-Chorus
Oh oh, stranger in this old bar
Oh oh, shadow beneath the stars
Verse 2
Boots scraped the wood as he walked up slow
Eyes cut through the smoke, quiet and cold
Ordered whiskey neat, tossed the barkeep a coin
The way folks stared, you’d think he’d robbed a gold mine
Pre-Chorus
Young buck with a bottle thought he’d tempt fate
Slurred out his courage, wouldn’t walk away
Laughed at the stranger, flicked ash at his boots
Didn’t last long before flying through the room
Chorus
Nobody knows just where he rode from
Some say the mountains, some say the pines
they only know he stood in that doorway
Stranger on the border of legends and lies
Post-Chorus
Oh oh, stranger in this old bar
Oh oh, shadow beneath the stars
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