1800s Justice

[Verse] Boots on the dusty ground, sheriff walkin' slow, Ridin' up to town where tumbleweeds blow. Judge with a silver star, sittin' high and mighty, Settling the scores where the law gets flighty. [Verse 2] Outlaws in the shadows, whispers in the dark, Rustlers and gamblers, lookin' for a mark. Hangman's noose is ready, swayin' in the breeze, Justice in these parts comes with no guarantees. [Chorus] Holdin' on to nothin' but a piece of broken land, Raised a glass to freedom with a pistol in your hand. High noon reckoning, the sun is burning bright, 1800s justice, ain't no wrong or right. [Verse 3] Saloon doors swingin', piano plays a tune, Whiskey and poker, under the pale moon. Lady luck smilin', but fortune is a cheat, When the cards are down, you better not retreat. [Verse 4] Railroad tracks are coming, progress on the line, But a man’s word meant somethin', back in that time. Shadows of the gallows painted on the walls, For every man who rises, another one must fall. [Bridge] In a world so wild, only the strong survive, Hardened by a land where innocence can't thrive. Justice ain’t for sinners, but saints are hard to find, In the rugged plains where the frontier meets the mind.