My latest song. It will have a decidedly Western flavor. It’s a vengeance song – avenging a set of murders.
It’s unfinished but I plan to finish it tonight.
I TOOK MY GUNS
I took my guns to town with me
Riding rough like the wind
I came home too late to help
My neighbors were all dead by then
The night was cold the wind was hard
The fires burned, the coyotes roamed
My horse was spent but I was not
Murder and mayhem I won’t condone
Take your guns wherever you go
Take your guns so they will know
Take your guns whenever you ride
So you don’t have to abide
No more a this…
My gut was empty, my heart was stone
You don’t kill men in their own homes
Their ghosts still whispering in my ear
“Find them, get them, be what they fear”
Well the streets were barren, empty, dark
Everything stabled, doors all locked
Except for the Dead Pony
My revolvers both cocked
Take your guns wherever you go
Take your guns so that they know
Take your guns wherever you ride
So you can set right
The wrong that they did…
I swung down from the saddle
The streets were all mud
My horse stood his own ground
We both wanted blood
I kicked in the door, there he sat cold
Smiling and toothless, nursing his drink
I shot off his mouth
Cause whiskey ain’t cheap
Wyrdwend 