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Cattleman's Gun

Dean Brody2017年9月5日

Cattleman's Gun 歌詞

Cattleman's Gun - Dean Brody

He rode into town one dust storm

Sheepskin cloak across his back

 

A preacher man with kind old eyes

And a mystery for a past

 

He said he'd come to teach

About the love of God

 

But he soon learned what they were missing there

Was justice and the law

 

There was a cattleman who claimed his clan

Owned all the land around

 

And any brave fool that might dispute

He was quick to snuff 'em out

 

He'd say "Take my heed

And you won't pay the price

 

'Cause honor and a name ain't worth a damn

If you don't have your life"

 

He'd say "Ain't nobody faster than this cattleman's gun

I'm a rattlesnake on the trigger

 

Your last stand will be lyin' in the sand

Fallin' to the slam of my hammer"

 

So one man taught forgiveness

 

While the other taught suffering

 

Preacher said deliverance

Could be found out on their knees

He said "I know you want justice

And you want blood

 

But believe me when I say to you

 

Don't try and be that man's judge"

'Cause ain't nobody faster than that cattleman's gun

He's a rattlesnake on the trigger

Your last stand will be lyin' in the sand

Fallin' to the slam of his hammer

 

One day a young farmer

Brought his sons to town for feed

 

And noticed that the streets were quiet

 

And he knew what that might mean

 

The smoke rose in the distance

His farm burned to the ground

 

He let the fury overtake him

When cattleman came back to town

 

Those boys ran out from behind the crowd

And watched their daddy die

 

The big man laughed and said "Now look at that

Anybody else wanna give it a try "

 

Well the church doors opened with that black cloak

Flowin' behind the preacher's fiery eyes

 

He said "Your ticket to hell is a comin' to you

And I got a hollow-point to give you the ride"

And the only thing faster than the cattleman's gun

Was the preacher man's handy finger

 

He pulled iron from his side and let that bullet fly

Beat the rattlesnake to the hammer

 

While the preacher embraced forgiveness

Oh they finally understood

 

Under that sheepskin cloak of his

 

Was a history of blood