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In a cloud of dust cross |
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Texas, south of |
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San Antone |
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The lawman and the cowboy pushed their horses on |
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Racin' toward the |
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Rio running out of time |
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They had to catch the outlaws before they crossed the borderline. |
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Well, the lawman wanted justice the cowboy revenge |
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They tracked the |
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Outlaws' horses up to the river's edge |
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And there across the |
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Rio a badge ain't worth a dime |
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The law was in their own hands once they crossed the borderline. |
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So they ride to the desert wind down a dusty trail, destiny begins |
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Heroes never turn or look back |
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They just ride through the sands of time on the borderline |
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In the safety of the badlands the outlaws stopped their run |
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The campfire rings with laughter of evil things they've done |
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How they'd taken all they wanted and killed the cowboy's wife |
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And knew no one would follow them, cross the borderline. |
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The lawman and the cowboys stepped out of the dark |
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And it was two against the twenty and every bullet found its mark |
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And so goes the legend that out there in the night |
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The two still ride together somewhere beyond the borderline. |
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So they ride to the desert wind, down a dusty trail, destiny begins |
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Heroes never turn or look back |
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They just ride through the sands of time on the borderline. |
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They ride to the desert wind, down a dusty trail, destiny begins |
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Heroes never turn or look back. |
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They ride to the desert wind, down a dusty trail, destiny begins |
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Heroes never turn or look back... |
