Sombrero Man

Verse 1]

Dust rolls in on a stranger’s boots,

Sunset bleeding over broken town.

Two flags hanging from the shattered roofs,

Each one waiting for the other to fall down.

He walks in quiet, brim pulled low,

Orders whiskey like he’s seen this show.

He once rode here with amigos at his side,

Now he travels alone with nothing left to hide.

Pre‑Chorus

One side says, “He’s one of us.”

The other calls him “enemy.”

But he just lifts his glass because

He’s done with their hypocrisy.

Chorus

He’s the Sombrero Man,

Caught between the lines they drew in sand.

He won’t raise a gun,

Won’t fight for anyone.

He’s been broken by the battles he outlived,

Now he’s done choosing sides he never picked.

Just a wanderer with a drink in his hand—

That’s the Sombrero Man.

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Chorus

He’s the Sombrero Man,

Caught between the lines they drew in sand.

He won’t raise a gun,

Won’t fight for anyone.

He’s been broken by the battles he outlived,

Now he’s done choosing sides he never picked.

Just a wanderer with a drink in his hand—

That’s the Sombrero Man.

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[Chorus][repeat]

He’s the Sombrero Man,

Caught between the lines they drew in sand.

He won’t raise a gun,

Won’t fight for anyone.

He’s been broken by the battles he outlived,

Now he’s done choosing sides he never picked.

Just a wanderer with a drink in his hand—

That’s the Sombrero Man.

A faster draw than Jesse James's hand

It's the Sombrero Man.

Bridge

The street goes silent when the tempers rise,

Dust kicks up like a warning in disguise.

Two factions closing in with guns in hand—

But he stands his ground, makes no demand.

Final Chorus

He’s the Sombrero Man,

Standing where the war lines meet the sand.

He won’t raise a gun,

Won’t fight for anyone.

—Just a wanderer with a great poker hand—

Outro

He tips his hat and walks alone,

No flag, no master, no command.

The night remembers where he’s gone—

There goes the Sombrero Man-Don't pick a fight with him, it's the Sombrero Man.