Moving Targets

The wind brings the dust and the one-eyed is the first one
With hate to get off the horse
The rest of the gang stares the curious crowd there
Trouble is about to come

Running free I just see now
Moving targets with no tomorrow
On his knees the sheriff bows down
Waiting for the bullet with his

Name on it
Vengeance is on the way

Enjoying his moment, the one-eyed Darryl
Faced the sheriff and spit out to talk
He doesn’t see the double barreled
Shooter at 9 o’clock

Running free I just see now
Moving targets with no tomorrow
On his knees the sheriff bows down
Waiting for the bullet with his

Name on it
Vengeance is on the way

Death is quickly coming
Frames from yesterday

Running free I just see now
Moving targets with no tomorrow
On his knees the sheriff bows down
Waiting for the bullet with his fate of sorrow, sorrow

After the first shot it was like 4th of July
Everybody shooting and people dying like flies
In chaos and dust the sheriff was fast
Killing all the gang and bringing peace to the West