sound of spurs then oldwhest showdown wistle gunshot goes off and the guitar rift kicks up
showdown
you run to fight
you circle round and round
your fingers are twitching
you've finally hit the town
well tonight
let nothing hold you back
well tonight
youll never hit the sack
this fight
will besettled man to man
one of oyou will sleep in sand
its a showdown
a battle for the ages
a show down
where both are bound for hell
show down
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i always keep my writing and lyrics to myself now that i have the ability to copyright i figured its good to share with other and spread the creativity
Resounding_Darkness
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There is but one question i must ask myself
before it rests upon the shelf
Are wee better off alone
IF there's not but one who's grown
To understand what we've become
the things we fear and past we run
do you see the matter true
like I can see the heart of you
is there more that you restore
answer quick before I bore
because as time dose fall away
all we have is here today
before it rests upon the shelf
Are wee better off alone
IF there's not but one who's grown
To understand what we've become
the things we fear and past we run
do you see the matter true
like I can see the heart of you
is there more that you restore
answer quick before I bore
because as time dose fall away
all we have is here today
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