From the album Wicked Lines & Veins

In cart Not available Out of stock

Lyrics

Well I took a ride down a canyon road
Yes I took a ride down a canyon road
Where the rocks and the rivers all shine like gold
And the dogs all bark at the mountain snow
Have you seen that rider like a thunder rolls
Cause I seen that rider like a thunder rolls
Got a white collar neck, 6 bullet holes
And he come for a ride down a canyon road

Mean mister called the marshal and he come for blood
That dirty old marshal, he come for blood
So they dam up creeks, and dry up the floods
‘Til the hacks and the buggies wade in the mud
6 deputies dyin’ on the canyon floor
6 deputies lyin’ on the canyon floor
6 bullets in the back, can’t take no more
That poor old marshal got blood for sure

Pale rider blues