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[Verse 1]
Dust rises, the sun sinks low,
Szikszay Tomi stands in the shadow’s glow,
Brian’s voice echoes, sharp and clear,
"Hold steady now, there’s no room for fear."
The prairie stretches, endless and wide,
Roland Orsi rides where the coyotes hide.
[Chorus]
Gunslinger's call, a whisper, a roar,
Texas winds knock on the saloon door.
Pistols flash, and the echoes fall,
On the endless plains, I hear the gunslinger's call.
[Verse 2]
Bajusz twirls his mustache, eyes set hard,
Lacika sharpens his blade in the barnyard.
Imi counts bullets, slow and steady,
Out on the range, you better be ready.
Bence Roland pulls up in a Dodge Ram,
The highway stretches like a preacher’s psalm.
[Prechorus]
Whiskey burns as the night gets deep,
Dreams of pistols haunt my sleep.
[Chorus]
Gunslinger's call, a whisper, a roar,
Texas winds knock on the saloon door.
Pistols flash, and the echoes fall,
On the endless plains, I hear the gunslinger's call.
[Bridge]
Riding hard ‘cross the Texas heat,
The soul of the land beneath my feet.
Brian shouts, “Aim true, aim high,”
A duel at dawn beneath the open sky.
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haunting; driven by a deep acoustic guitar line, gritty edge., country, and subtle steel guitar swells. male vocals with a raw, dark country, soulful, steady percussion, soul