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Retribution  


Raining hard  in the Bayou
Heavy footsteps in the mud
The streams of hope were flowing
Into those rivers of blood....
They say he was just a bad seed
Now he’s the anointed one
No room for the friends of Jesus
When there’s bad things to be done
Thunder in the distance
A silent menace in the air
Just the click of one man’s pistol
And a life hanging by a prayer

He was born without conscience
Some say without a soul
When his life was at the crossroads
The Devil got him whole ..
Now there’s no more gospel singing
For there’s trouble in this town
So they Paid for this gun for hire
and  he’s gonna take em down...

HEY STRANGER ,YOU BETTER LOOK OUT
THEY’RE COMING FOR YA.. Then he turned and said…

I’LL TIP MY HAT AND RESPECT YOUR CONSTITUTION, I’LL SWEAR ALLEGIANCE TO
EVERY FLAG YOU EVER WAVE, AND WHEN IT’S TIME FOR MY OWN RETRIBUTION
“HE BOWED TO NO-ONE” WILL BE WRITTEN ON MY GRAVE..                   
Only the brave….

Like a  ghost into the darkness
Eyes appear from  everywhere
The backdrop of this swampland
Was a true Cajon affair
The first shots fired in anger
The second one’s out of hate
But they were no match for his quick fire draw
He’d already sealed their fate… bridge chorus…solo

As his boat pulled into the jetty
Crowds gathered all around
But their hearts all stopped
When those dead eyes shut
and he fell and hit the ground....