[Instrumental emotional long intro] [Intro] Dust devils danced on the main street, Sun beat down like a blacksmith's hammer, Old Man Hemlock chewed his plug slow, Said, "Sheriff, trouble's brewin' yonder." You rode in laughin’ through the swinging doors Spurs talk louder than the townfolk’s chores You tipped your hat like we were old friends But we both knew how this story ends. [Instrumental long solo] [Verse] Clock strikes high noon on the courthouse bell Shadows sharpen on the whitewashed wall Kid in black grins like he’s seen hell You just see the church and the orphan’s ball You remember her voice sayin’ “lay it down” But the steel on your hip has its own say You ain’t leavin’ this tired town You’re either carried or you walk away Revolver Hero, they call me in the street With a badge on my chest and dust on my feet Revolver Hero, that's the name I've earned. [Instrumental long solo] [Verse 2] Saloon doors swing open, the pianist hides. Your shadow is long, but your courage is dying. An ace up your sleeve, lies in your eyes. I've seen your kind before, and your kind doesn't beg. I'm the gunslinger with a star on my vest who stands in your way. Iron at my hip, and I'm not going away. You can draw your revolver, boy, but you'd better pray. 'Cause the law hits hard, and it hits today. (Revolverheld) I'm a sheriff. You can't escape my name. [Instrumental long solo] [Verse 3] The Widow Johnson, she brought me coffee, Black as sin, strong as a mule’s kick. Said, “Sheriff, you look weary,” And I just nodded, couldn’t lie to her. She knows a tired soul when she sees one. They call me revolver hero But I just stand where the road runs thin I ain’t lookin’ for glory I’m just keepin’ the trouble penned in Every notch on this worn-out belt Is a name I still hear at night Revolver hero Too damn tired to run from the fight. [Instrumental long solo] [Outro] You ask me, “Sheriff, are you afraid?” I say, “Boy, I was afraid.” Afraid of the silence, afraid of the blood. Afraid of who I was. But this town behind my shadow. Children peering through the glass. I take the fear and the fire upon myself, so they can live in peace. Some folks say it's a lonely life I lead Always planting justice, sowing a good seed But when I see a child smile, or a mother's tear dry I know exactly why I live beneath this sky I am a Revolver hero. [Instrumental long solo] [end]
