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Dean Brody

Genres: Country

Cattleman's Gun Lyrics - Dean Brody

He rode into town one dust storm 

sheepskin cloak across his back 

A preacher man with kind old eyes 

and a mystery for a past 

 

He said he'd come to teach about the love of god 

but he soon learned what they were missin' 

there was justice and the law 

 

There was a cattleman who claimed his clan 

owned all the land around 

And any brave fool that might dispute he was quick 

to snuff'em out 

He'd say take my heed and you won't pay the price 

Cause honour and a name ain't worth a damn 

if you don't have your life. 

 

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Cause ain't nobody faster than this cattleman's gun 

I'm a rattlesnake on the trigger 

Your last stand will be lyin' in the sand 

Fallin' to the slam of my hammer 

 

So one man taught forgiveness while the other 

taught suffering 

Preacher said deliverance could be found 

down on their knees. 

He'd say i know you want justice 

and you want blood 

But believe me when I say to you 

don't try and be that man's judge 

 

Cause ain't nobody faster than this cattleman's gun 

He's a rattlesnake on the trigger 

Your last stand will be lyin' in the sand 

Fallin' to the slam of his hammer 

 

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One day a young farmer brought his sons 

to town for feed 

And he noticed that the streets were quiet 

and he knew what that might mean 

As smoke rose in the distance his farm burned 

to the ground 

And he let the fury overtake him 

When cattleman came back to town 

 

Well his boys ran out from behind 

the crowd and watched their daddy die 

The big man laughed and said now look at that 

anybody else wanna give it a try 

 

Well the church doors opened with 

that black cloak flowin' behind preacher's 

fiery eyes 

He said your ticket to hell is a comin' to you 

and I got a hollow point to give you a ride 

 

And the only thing faster than the cattleman's gun 

was the preacher man's hand and finger 

He pulled iron from his side and let that bullet fly 

and beat the rattlesnake to the hammer 

 

Why preacher embraced forgiveness, 

they finally understood 

Under that sheepskin cloak of his 

was a history of blood 

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