Justified
You got your gun there on your hip.
You got your tin star pinned there on your vest.
You got your hat pulled way down low
Yet your heart beats fast there in your chest.
Because before you stands the man
And your hand is slippery with sweat
And the time for talk is gone
And you know one chance is all you’ll get…
So, draw fast and shoot straight
Some might call it suicide
But he is lost who hesitates
So, try to put your fear aside
It doesn’t matter when you’re sure your justified.
If you had the time to think
You might wonder how it came to this
A dusty road, an open sky
A prayer to heaven, please just let him miss.
But you must put aside all doubt
Try to focus ‘til he’s all you see.
And as his hand begins to twitch
The moment stretches to eternity…
So, draw fast and shoot straight
Some might call it suicide
But he is lost who hesitates
So, try to put your fear aside
It doesn’t matter when you’re sure your justified.
In the end a man will fall
And if it makes you proud then it’s a shame.
For if you choose to wear the gun
Then your story, too, will end the same.
It might all bring you a thrill,
The badge and gun, the endless quest,
But the danger lies in this:
When you are certain you alone are best!
So, draw fast and shoot straight
Some might call it suicide
But he is lost who hesitates
So, try to put your fear aside
It doesn’t matter when you’re sure your justified.
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