-Lyrix Genre; Western Ethereal Cosmic Cowboy Hard Country Rock Sub-Genre; Cowboy Rant
Listen up now 'cause I heard the rumour Best take heed there won't be any warning Son of a Gun goodness knows He's comin' Cowboy Dread, Justice He's a walkin'
Riding three horses, Death, Plague and War He'll send you to Hell and burn you to the core Give you the nightmares of your worst fears I told you so and I know you hear
He'll salt your fields and disease your castle Poison your wells and slay your cattle Sell your stuff in a two dollar raffle Lightening strikes when the Cowboy's sabre rattles
The ****** will see the smoke and ***** shadows Stumbling down through the thistles and the cowards Crying out to God who never was a listenin' They'll hear His answer when Justice shadows passin'
The good folk say, You know they had it comin' He's given' good to the good and the rest are gettin' nothin' All the downtrodden and the caste they been lost in clapping their Hands seein' hope on the horizon
The children see the rainbows with the showers The children see the meadows and the flowers
The children smile 'cause their tired of cryin' They been saying their prayers and the truth it ain't a liein'
Innocence cries Goodness is flying Goodness sighs Justice is riding Justice arrives Truth is in the saddle
The good folks say this is all about to happen
'Cause they heard it's all been written a good mans riding They can plant their seed and live to see the harvest
He'll set things right 'cause He's on a mission Gonna' send them to Hell so we can live in Heaven
He's ridin' three horses Faith, Hope and Love Ridin' night and day on the breezes from above Ain't hearin' nothing but the whispers of His doves Ain't got nothin' but for the ones He calls Beloved
Listen up now 'cause I heard the rumor Best take heed there won't be any warning Son of a Gun goodness knows He's comin' Cowboy Dread. Justice, He ain't just a talkin'.