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[Intro] Out where the dust chokes and the black oaks burn, Rides a man they won’t name, no road to return. They call it the Outlaw’s Last Ride One final blaze ‘fore the reaper’s tide [Verse 1] Blood on his spurs, with a snarl in his glare, He storms through the wastes where the vultures stare. A pouch of black powder, a mind full of scars, Each mile he rides tears the heavens apart. They say he spits at the gallows’ call, But he’s laughin’ loud as the shadows fall. [Chorus] Outlaw’s Last Ride, burnin’ down the dusk, Specter on the badlands, forged from iron and rust. No plea for forgiveness, no fear of the grave Just a shot and a saddle and a legend to pave. Outlaw’s Last Ride, screamin’ through the night, He’s the howl of the damned, and the devil’s delight. [Verse 2] He stole the dawn from a hangman’s noose, Left it bleedin’ in the sand with the coyote’s truce. The posse’s hounds choke on his trail of ash, But the wolves salute with a toothy flash. His heart’s a furnace, wild and unslaved, His soul’s a stampede, never to be caged. [Bridge] They swear he’s a ghost, born of grit and sin, But the truth? He’s the storm where the end begins. [Chorus 2] Outlaw’s Last Ride, burnin’ down the dusk, Specter on the badlands, forged from iron and rust. No plea for forgiveness, no fear of the grave Just a shot and a saddle and a legend to pave. Outlaw’s Last Ride, screamin’ through the night, He’s the howl of the damned, and the devil’s delight. [Bridge] A detuned guitar snarls like a hellhound’s cry, Fuzz bass thunders, shaking bones in the sky. A wah-drenched solo spirals through clouds of distortion, Drums pound like hoofbeats, relentless, contortion. [Verse 3] His name’s a curse the wind won’t bear, A past that smolders in the desert’s glare. The ravens circle, the stars retreat, When the Outlaw rides to his final beat. [Chorus] Outlaw’s Last Ride, burnin’ down the dusk, Specter on the badlands, forged from iron and rust. No plea for forgiveness, no fear of the grave Just a shot and a saddle and a legend to pave. Outlaw’s Last Ride, screamin’ through the night, He’s the howl of the damned, and the devil’s delight. [Outro] And when the horizon bleeds and the night slams shut, You’ll hear his roar A spark in the gut. But track his dust, and he’s already gone, Just a low, mean riff where the Outlaw rode on. -------------------------------------------- #EvilChicken #SouthernRock #stonerrock #stonermetal #metal #rock #rockmusic #rocknroll #outlaw