MOON IS RISING

Deep in the heart of America, Dodge City, Kansas The land of tornadoes, cows, and outlaws One man stands above the rest a killer cold to the bone A look in his eyes may as well be a death sentence If you're that close, you're too close The year now is 1848, it's February News just hit dodge about gold being struck In a little known place called California Territory With the price on his head higher than a storm cloud This didn't seem such a bad idea He would have to deal with the law here first so news doesn't spread The current sheriff is a constant writhing pain in the ass And needs to be dealt with in the worst manners possible And that's where we find our main character Outside the sheriff's office, with a revolver in each hand Known for being the best shot in town He didn't bother loading more than one bullet in each He lights his cigarette, draws his guns And kicks down the door The deputy draws first, he didn't last long The walls needed fresh paint anyhow With the sheriff however, this was gonna be fun The sheriff was three sheets to the wind And hadn't a clue where he was So our man brought him out back to the train tracks And that's where our story begins