The Final Draw Lyrics

A soul fallin' down

Deep in the heart of the underground

But word gets around

They're comin' in to run this town

Fast as a bullet

Course as the sand

Shinin' like the gun drawn in their hands and

You see a little spark in those eyes

But you never know what lies inside

The judge and jury

Nobody has a heart

Like this one

They shoot for

The top of the mountain

Aim for

The top of the clouds

Stand for

The ones fallen before them

Against

The king and his crown

All stars need a friend

Someone to trust when you meet your end

Cause they apprehend

Sneaky little bandits on the run again

You travel quick

You travel fast

Drifting down the caves of the old mine shaft and

They're waiting on a soul in these parts

But a sheriff's gotta break their hearts

We turn and take ten paces

It's called the final draw

The fighters take their places

And justice finds them all

They shoot for

The top of the mountain

Aim for

The top of the clouds

Stand for

The ones fallen before them

Against

The king and his crown

They shoot for

Their friends in the mountain

Called when

There's no around

Stand for

The ones fallen before them

For

The freedom from the underground