DESCRIPTION:
Song: The Will
Artist: The Clydesdale
Album: Clementine
Track Number: 7
Country of Origin: United States

Lyrics:

The ride was cold as I rode into town
Only one would be standing as the sun settled down
You see Luther ran his mouth from across the land
And though I didn't want any trouble I had to do in the man

Donna was my lovely.
In my heart she was so dear.
I guess all my love was not enough.
I caught her cheating it brought me to tears.
Jealousy mixed with passion made my love turn to hate.
I was going to shoot her but Donna left the very next day.

Luther had it all wrong that man was so vain
I heard him loading bullets so I snuck off to the train
I got tired of the traveling, weary of the trip
So I hopped on my horse, pistol snug at my hip

My love for her was forever but Donna was one cold dame.
I loaded my six shooter.
Every bullet screamed her name.
(She was) Banished to the desert until one day tumbleweeds just stood.
My ears pricked to the west.
I heard the sound of pounding hooves.
The day had come for both to cross paths.
Rarin' and ready for the blood bath.
In the middle of town you could not hear a word.
The air fell still except for the jangle of their spurs.


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