Reckoning

[Dynamic: Low tension] [Key: G Major] [Tempo: Marching slow] [Mood: Cold resolve] [Instruments: Acoustic fingerpicking, light snare, mandolin] [Vocal Quality: Angry-worn, slow-burn] [Instrumental Intro] [Verse 1] Blood on my spurs, you're holdin’ your breath, Badge on my chest, you’re talkin’ to death. Y’all killed my kin, you left 'em for dead, I’m a man of my word — meant what I said... You tell ‘em I’m comin’, comin’ for them, All of hell’s comin’, comin’ with him [Hook] You called down the thunder, and now, you, got it. Cut the ground from under, you can’t, stop it. It's because of you, the badge is back on, my chest I'm comin' for you... Marshal of the west [Chorus] If I see a red sash, he’s already gone, Ain’t no talk — just led at dawn. I don’t negotiate — I ain’t that, kind, You can speak to God, I’ve-made up, my mind. So I say it loud — I ain’t hidin’ or runnin’, [Build] It ain’t revenge... it’s the reckonin comin’.- [Bridge: mens choir] Tell em', he's coming... and all of Hell's coming... [Instrumental break] [Verse 2] One rode his horse, shot off the side, One begged the Lord, one tried to hide. But I ain’t a preacher — here to save your soul, I came with fire, I came to roll. No hymns, no grace, no final bell, Just boots on dirt and the sound of hell. [Chorus] If I see a red sash, he’s already gone, Ain’t no talk — just led at dawn. I don’t negotiate — I ain’t that, kind, You can speak to God, I’ve-made up, my mind. So I say it loud — I ain’t hidin’ or runnin’, [Build] It ain’t revenge... it’s the reckonin comin’.- [Bridge: mens choir] Tell em', he's coming... and all of Hell's coming... [Instrumental break] [Outro/Hook] You called down the thunder, and now, you, got it. Cut the ground from under, you can’t, stop it. It's because of you, the badge is back on, my chest I'm comin' for you... Marshal of the west [Bridge: mens choir] Tell em', he's coming... and all of Hell's coming... with him... [ Fade to End] [Repeat] Tell em', he's coming... and all of Hell's coming... [short Instrumental break] [Verse 2] One rode his horse, shot off the side, One begged the Lord, one tried to hide. But I ain’t a preacher — here to save your soul, I came with fire, I came to roll. No hymns, no grace, no final bell, Just boots on dirt and the sound of hell. [Chorus] If I see a red sash, he’s already gone, Ain’t no talk — just led at dawn. I don’t negotiate — I ain’t that, kind, You can speak to God, I’ve-made up, my mind. So I say it loud — I ain’t hidin’ or runnin’, [Build] It ain’t revenge... it’s the reckonin comin’.- Tell em', he's coming... and all of Hell's coming... Tell em', he's coming... and all of Hell's coming... [short Instrumental break] [Final Verse] Blood on my spurs, you're holdin’ your breath, Badge on my chest, you’re talkin’ to death. Y’all killed my kin, you left 'em for dead, I’m a man of my word — meant what I said... You tell ‘em I’m comin’, comin’ for them, All of hell’s comin’, comin’ with him [ Fade to End]