"The Cold West" lyrics

The moonshines right when the flame turns blue sun up to sundown it's always high noon
Vultures circle shadows cast hard luck love, snakes in the grass
Let's ride, saddle up before they turn your dreams to dust

In The Cold West put five in ya chest before you ever get to draw your gun
Keep a card up ya sleeve if you know what I mean nah nothings ever what it seems
If it ain't green it's mud and they're out for blood til the next one comes along
Singing stick em up, stick em up, stick em up and then ya gone, in The Cold West

A shell of yourself in the looking glass, lines on your face that you never had
Bloodshot eyes a glimmer of hope sharpen your blade for the hangman's rope

In The Cold West put five in ya chest before you ever get to draw your gun
Keep a card up your sleeve if you know what I mean nah nothings ever what it seems
If it ain't green it's mud and they're out for blood til the next one comes along
Singing stick em up, stick em up, stick em up and then ya gone, in The Cold West

In The Cold West
In The Cold West
In The Cold West put five in ya chest before you ever get to draw your gun
Keep a card up ya sleeve if you know what I mean nah nothings ever what it seems
If it ain't green it's mud and they're out for blood til the next one comes along
Singing stick em up, stick em up, stick em up, and then ya gone in The Cold West
In The Cold West
In The Cold West