"Six Am Southern Oregon"

6am Oregon
Sallow rider in the dawn
Body dragging weary bones
Horse shoes cracking on broken stones

Tracked me in from Texas weeks ago
Mounted rangers I may never know

Hoof beats pounding in my head
Sleep is only for the dead
Lost my brother in a trail of blood
Promise broken I said I would

Waking nightmare in an endless run
For sixty dollars and a smoking gun

Mare is done she just laid down
Approaching riders the only sound
One shell left for me to share
I pray Iíll see my brother there

Silhouettes appear in morning sun
Careful aim and the end has come

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