[Intro] [Sound of whistling desert wind] [Slow footsteps, spurs clinking on wooden floorboards] [Haunting acoustic slide guitar intro] [Distant lonesome harmonica] [Verse 1] Another hundred miles of jagged stone and sand Just the North Star hanging over this forgotten land I lay my saddle down, let the cold earth take my head The moon is my only blanket, dirt is my only bed Whiskey burns my throat, but it keeps the frost away Counting out the embers, waiting on the break of day [Pre-Chorus] My shadow's getting longer as the shadows start to creep Only got one brother left who watches while I sleep Pat your neck, old friend, we got miles before we're done Two weary souls outrunning the setting of the sun [Chorus] [Big drums kick in, soaring emotional rock vocals] Down the dark road, through the bitter cold Chasing down a story that was never meant to be told I never wanted trouble, never wanted the fight I don't wanna pull the iron, but I will tonight Lord, I don't wanna pull the trigger No, I don't wanna pull the gun Just a ghost on a runaway trail Underneath the blood-red sun [Verse 2] [Drums settle into a steady, dusty groove] Rode into the border town, swinging doors creak wide Smoke and muddy floorboards, nowhere left to hide Tense eyes at the counter, a silence in the room A young buck looking for a name to carve into a tomb I keep my hands down low, tell him let it lie Nobody's walking out of here if steel begins to fly [Pre-Chorus] [Guitars build tension] Whiskey in a cracked glass, freezing in my chest I just wanted shelter, I just wanted rest He reaches for his holster, time begins to freeze Another life that's falling to its knees [Chorus] [Full power, heavy guitars] Down the dark road, through the bitter cold Chasing down a story that was never meant to be told I never wanted trouble, never wanted the fight I don't wanna pull the iron, but I will tonight Lord, I don't wanna pull the trigger No, I don't wanna pull the gun Just a ghost on a runaway trail Underneath the blood-red sun [Guitar Solo] [Blistering, soaring melodic rock guitar solo] [Slide guitar crying out] [Bridge] [Music pulls back, acoustic guitar and wind] Spurs clicking slow out the swinging door Leaving another shadow on the cedar floor No glory in the smoke, no victory in the lead Just the cold wind calling back to where the canyons bleed [Chorus] [Maximum intensity, driving rhythm, anthemic harmony] Down the dark road, through the bitter cold Chasing down a story that was never meant to be told I never wanted trouble, never wanted the fight I don't wanna pull the iron, but I will tonight Lord, I don't wanna pull the trigger No, I don't wanna pull the gun Just a ghost on a runaway trail Underneath the blood-red sun [Outro] [Slide guitar fades with acoustic picking] Just me and my horse against the night... Miles of dirt... [Wind whistling fades out] [Slow clinking of spurs into the distance] [Fade to silence]
