Outlaw Tracks

Gunfight lights up the night

when the trigger gets squeezed tight.

What else is left to say?

Before you come, you better pray.

Life ends fast in an outlaw’s way,

devil comes collectin’ debts to pay.

Tell him to pack it up,better off singing the blues,

I ain’t got nothin’ left to lose.

Stories told of the quickest draw,

too many sins, too many flaws.

Public enemy, hated by law,

still ride wild with no control.

Best believe I collect what’s owed.

Long hard miles on dust filled roads,

no luck tonight, just cards to fold.

Blood in the mud, no wrong, no right,

wolves still howl beneath moonlight.

They’ll learn my name when I die,

let ’em hate that’s how it goes.

Whole damn world can be my foe,

another toe tagged body cold.

No holy water, no preacher’s hand,

ever led us to promised lands.

Broken dreams and swallowed fears,

pain gets meaner through the years.

We were beasts locked up in chains,

now they fear what they created.

One shot’s all it really takes

to expose every damn fake.

Lord knows I made mistakes,

burned bridges I can’t replace.

Cold hard truth inside my fist,

mercy here don’t exist

Broken child, abused and bruised,

raised to suffer, born confused.

Forced to silence, forced to kneel,

taught that pain was all that’s real.

The line I drew got crossed across mast

knife in my back from loves i thought would last

Ride hard now, no turnin’ back,

hell behind me on outlaw tracks.

Cursed since birth or born to lose,

start a war they won’t get through.

Final warning, chapel bells,

outlaw rides while heaven fell.

Listen close when those bells ring…

that’s the devil learning how to sing