[Verse] Spurs on my boots, dust on my soul, Whiskey in my veins, the devil took hold. Shadowy figure 'gainst a blood-red sun, The hunted turned hunter, it’s time to run. [Chorus] Black hat rider with a six-shot dream, Grinding through nights on a smoky scheme. Outlaws whisper where the dead men lean, Life ain’t gold, it’s rusted and mean. [Verse 2] Crows keep circlin’, they know the scent, Spent shells whisper where the time went. Every step harder, no heaven in sight, Pistol stays warm on a cold, dark night. [Bridge] Dust storms howl like wolves in a fight, Moon gets swallowed by the venom of night. Cards on the table, place your last bet, The devil ain’t patient, and he don’t forget. [Chorus] Black hat rider with a six-shot dream, Grinding through nights on a smoky scheme. Outlaws whisper where the dead men lean, Life ain’t gold, it’s rusted and mean. [Verse 3] Gold chain swingin’ off my broken past, Heartbeat racing but the tempo won’t last. Shadows in the saddle, vengeance rides fast, The trail ain’t straight, karma shows its class.