Ebenezer Vance and Boone Blackwood

[Intro Whistling] [Verse 1] A westering sun A shimmering haze Weed tumbles by On a dust-filled day A rider in black Comes slowly to town By the end of the day As the sun goes down [Verse 2] Windows are shuttered Doors are now closed The rider rides steady Cool and composed Everyone knows him Ebenezer Vance To him, all give way Avoiding his glance [Chorus] This is the age of the gunslinger This is the age of the gun This is the age of the fighting man.... An age in which most men die young [Instrumental Whistling] [Verse 3] This man kills for sport Robs banks just for fun A man who survives Through the use of his gun Sheriffs he's murdered And deputies too He's known as the jackal And he's bad through and through [Verse 4] Today, though, is different For someone is here A man in whom Vance Does not instill fear A marshall from Deadwood Boone Blackwood's his name A man of great courage A law man of fame [Chorus] This is the age of the gunslinger This is the age of the gun This is the age of the fighting man.... An age in which most men die young [Instrumental Whistling] [Verse 5] Outside the saloon Blackwood now stands Chewing tobacco A gun in his hand Vance moves beside him Dismounts from his horse Dismisses the marshall In words loud and coarse [Verse 6] You are not welcome The marshall speaks out Vance now replies We can sort this out Come here at sunrise Then we shall meet A draw to the death Here, in the street [Chorus] This is the age of the gunslinger This is the age of the gun This is the age of the fighting man.... An age in which most men die young [Instrumental Whistling] [Bridge] One minute to seven And the sun climbs the sky Two men face each other Today, they may die The tension is tasted The townsfolk are hid The stake of his life Each man has now bid The first of its notes Strikes the clock in the square The guns are now drawn Shots ring through the air Some moments they stand Both proud and tall Before a last breath As each fighter falls [Chorus] This is the age of the gunslinger This is the age of the gun This is the age of the fighting man.... An age in which most men die young [Instrumental Whistling] [Outro] Both of these men, were a gunslinger.... Both of these men, held a gun.... Both of these men, were a fighting man.... Both of these men, they died young