[Verse 1] Dust on the highway, smoke on the rise Green rags wait on that old overpass They’re laughin’ at rumors of flags comin’ back Say the farmfolk army won’t ever hold fast
Then I hear engines, four at a time Steel beasts rollin’ like thunder on rails Blue coats ridin’ high, star on their side Bringin’ old world armor through the hail
[Chorus] Gunners fall when the Minutemen ride Commonwealth shakes when the steel lines collide From the farms to the bridge, you can hear that roar When the heavy fists hit, they don’t come back for more Hold the line, hold the line, til the smoke blows wide Gunners fall when the Minutemen ride
[Verse 2] Tracks climb the ramp, tear through the scrap Mercs scatter hard but the road runs straight Side plates grindin’ through their makeshift walls Every paid gun meets a different fate
Chrome fists droppin’ like hammers from God One swing, one dent, one man in the ground Starlit helmets, rust red on their boots Walk right through the fire, never lookin’ down
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[Bridge] They said this land was buried in fear Sold to the highest bidder every damn year But I watched a blue flag rise in the dust Heard a broken world remember its trust
[Chorus]
Musikstil
country, Country-rock ballad with heroic, melodic guitar lines over a steady, mid-tempo groove. Fiddle doubles the main hook, big gang vocals on the chorus, and a soaring lead guitar break. Male vocals with a gritty storyteller tone; drums stay driving and proud, with warm bass holding the low end and subtle organ pads swelling in the chorus.