[THE LAST TRAIN WEST Spirited Sprite © 2026] [4.5 minute song] [Verse 1] On a train heading west All I wanted was to rest I saw a boy run With his toy gun, And he asked me if I was an outlaw. [harmonica answers with anguish] I tightened up my jaw. I said, “Boy, my holster’s slung. This here is my last run. [Verse 2] Boy, you think it’s gonna be fun Living by the gun. You’ll wake up one day Won’t know your own face! You’ll look around, there ain’t Nothing left. [harmonica] This ain’t the life you crave. It ain’t the life for the brave. It’ll wear you thin, ’Cause this ain’t a game… That you can win. [Pre-Chorus] I always had a temper. It was wild like a stallion. A temper like that Is full of fire and rebellion. If left unbridled, There ain’t no way you can ride ’em. [Chorus] Gotta grab those reins, hold ’em tight. Don’t lose heart, don’t lose sight. This ain’t no game. Gotta grab those reins! You’ve got a stallion to tame. [short music break] Bad men killed my wife. It changed the course of my life. And that old temper—my stallion ran… No thought, no plan. I lost control, And those reins, I just couldn’t hold. [harmonica] I hunted every one of them down. Unleashed my mayhem. No judge, no jury— Every last one of them I condemned. [harmonica cries] I sought revenge, And in the end, It nearly killed me, boy! And I got nothing left to enjoy. You see, I was chasing something I could never get back. Now that’s a cold, hard fact. [Outro: ] You best put that toy away. Don’t end up like me. If you do, then you’ll never be free. Running from the law, Sleeping with swine and slaw. [Final Chorus] You best grab those reins And hold ’em tight! Don’t lose heart, Don’t lose sight. This ain’t no game. Gotta grab those reins! ’Cause you’ve got your stallion to tame. No, don’t be like me, boy. No, don’t be like me. [end]
