
The Standoff Lyrics
- Genre:Country
- Year of Release:2024
Lyrics
Two cowboys sitting down it was at the ol' Corral Saloon
The night was warm the whiskey hot beneath the desert moon
A game of poker where queen of spades was on one hand
The cheater made one big mistake and now they'll have a stand
"Meet me at noon" one player said with fire in his eyes
The other nodded slowly knowing one of them would die
They tipped their hats and walked away the challenge now set
Both knew that by tomorrow one would face his final debt
Tension's high in Tombstone town the wind begins to howl
Dust is swirling 'round their boots as the clock ticks down each hour
Eyes locked tight they stand their ground two shadows in the dust
One will fall and one will rise as iron turns to rust
The sun climbed high the town stood still the showdown was at hand
Two figures faced each other in the dry and barren land
With adrenaline high hands are twitching ready to draw the gun
Sweat dripped down their faces hearts beating like the drums
Crowds gathered 'round whispering low the tension in the air
Each man focused steady aim not a single moment spared
A tumbleweed rolled by their feet the only thing that moved
In a blink the guns were drawn and fate would now be proved
Tension's high in Tombstone town the wind begins to howl
Dust is swirling 'round their boots as the clock ticks down each hour
Eyes locked tight they stand their ground two shadows in the dust
One will fall and one will rise as iron turns to rust
A shot rang out the echo loud as one man hit the ground
The other stood his pistol smoked the victor now renowned
He looked down at his fallen foe a moment of regret
But in this town of Tombstone that's the way the rules are set
Tension's high in Tombstone town the wind begins to howl
Dust is swirling 'round their boots as the clock ticks down each hour
Eyes locked tight they stand their ground two shadows in the dust
One will fall and one will rise as iron turns to rust
Back inside the dim saloon the gamblers know the tale
Playing cards in Tombstone town can often lead to hell
The stakes are high the risks are real in every single hand
And when the queen of spades appears beware the deadly stand
In Tombstone town the stakes are high the cards can seal your fate
A cheater's hand a gambler's bluff will test your courage straight
When dust settles and shots ring out one man lies in the dirt
In this wild wild west of ours it's life or death at work
Tension's high in Tombstone town the wind begins to howl
Dust is swirling 'round their boots as the clock ticks down each hour
Eyes locked tight they stand their ground two shadows in the dust
One will fall and one will rise as iron turns to rust
Whiskey flows and stories grow of those who took the chance
In the Wild West the bravest souls engage in death's cruel dance
So play your cards and tip your hat but always stay aware
For in the shadows lurks a fate with which you must beware