
Gold on the Run
[Intro – Narrator] On a dusty wind where the law don’t sleep, A federal bank sits buried in heat and greed, Sixty thousand in military gold locked tight, And a stagecoach rolling through the dead of night. They say Ellis McCall had fire in his name, Led a band of ghosts who danced with flame, And what they took that blood-soaked day, Would set a cavalry hell-bent on the chase. [Verse 1 – Ellis McCall (Outlaw Leader)] I rode in quiet with my boys at dawn, Saw them soldiers standing like they’d never be gone, But gold don’t pray and men don’t last, When you live your life by a gun and a past. We cracked that vault like thunder in the wall, Sixty grand of gold made a man lose it all, Then that stage rolled out thinking it was clean, Twenty more thousand and a nightmare scene. Passengers screaming, praying for grace, I told my boys “don’t leave a trace,” By the time the dust settled and the smoke cleared thin, We were ghosts on the wind with blood on our skin. [Chorus – Narrator] Oh, the gold runs heavy when the law gives chase, And every sin leaves a mark on your face, Ellis McCall rode out with fire and shame, But Buford James remembers every name. [Verse 2 – Lt. Buford James] I buried boys under a flag I trust, Watched good men turn back into dust, Ellis McCall, I knew your kind, You left my soldiers dead behind. They called me in when the bank went red, When the stagecoach cried and the witnesses fled, I mounted up with the cavalry line, Swore I’d bring hell to that outlaw spine. Every hoofbeat’s a promise carved in bone, I’ll hunt you down till you’re all alone, For every man you put in the ground, I’ll make sure your silence is the only sound. [Chorus – Narrator] Oh, the dust don’t settle when vengeance rides, Two men walking on different sides, One for gold, one for the grave, And neither man knows how to be saved. [Bridge – Narrator] Through canyon winds and broken sun, The hunter and the hunted become as one, Maps burn out and the trail runs thin, But fate don’t care who’s bound to sin. [Verse 3 – Ellis McCall & Buford James] Ellis: “You don’t know what they made me be, This land don’t offer no mercy free.” Buford: “I knew those boys you left to die, I heard their last breath askin’ why.” Ellis: “Gold’s just dust if a man don’t take, In a world that bends but never breaks.” Buford: “You broke it first when you pulled that trigger, Now I’m the hand that pulls it bigger.” Ellis: “Then draw it slow, let’s end this ride.” Buford: “I’ve waited too long for the outlaw’s pride.” [Final Chorus – Narrator] The wind held still like it knew the end, Two old enemies, no need to pretend, Gold don’t matter when the blood runs cold, Only one man leaves that desert road. [Outro – Narrator] They stood in silence where the shadows grow, Sun sinking low in a crimson glow, Ellis McCall reached for the sky, Buford James didn’t ask him why. The shot rang out like a church bell’s toll, And the desert kept one more stolen soul, The outlaw legend finally laid to rest— But the law remembers who shot the best.

