Dean Brody - Cattleman's Gun

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Uploaded by on Apr 1, 2011

He rode into town one dust storm,
Sheepskin cloak across his back.
A preacher man with kind old eyes,
And a mystery for a past.
He said he'd come to teach about
The love of God,
But he soon learned what they were missing there
Was justice and the law.

There was a cattleman who claimed his clan
Owned all the land around.
And any brave fool who that might dispute,
He was quick to snuff 'em out.
He'd say, "Take my heed
And you won't pay the price.
'Cause honor and a name ain't worth a damn
If you don't have your life."

He'd say, "Ain't nobody faster than this cattle man's gun.
I'm a rattlesnake on the trigger.
Your last stand'll be lyin' in the sand,
Fallin' to the slam of my hammer."

So one man taught forgiveness,
While the other taught suffering.
The preacher said deliverance,
Could be found out on their knees.
He said, "I know that you want justice
And you want blood,
But believe me when I say to you,
Don't try and be that man's judge.

'Cause ain't nobody faster than that cattleman's gun,
He's a rattlesnake on the trigger,
Your last stand'll be lyin' in the sand,
Fallin' to the slam of his hammer."

One day a young farmer brought his sons to town for feed.
And he noticed that the streets were quiet, and he knew what that might mean.
The smoke rose in the distance,
His farm burned to the ground.
He let the fury overtake him,
When Cattle Man came back to town.

Those boys ran out from behind the crowd,
And watched their daddy die,
The big man laughed and said, "Now look at that.
Anybody else wanna give it a try?"
Well, the church doors opened with that black cloak flowin' behind the preacher's fiery eyes.
He said, "Your ticket to Hell is a comin' to you,
And I got a hollow-point to give you the ride."

And the only thing faster than the cattle man's gun,
Was the preacher's handy finger,
He pulled iron from his side and let that bullet fly,
Beat the rattlesnake to the hammer.

While the preacher embraced forgiveness,
Oh, they finally understood,
Under that sheepskin cloak of his,
Was a history of blood.

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  • best song by dean brody

  • 1 person lost his gun....

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  • this song sounds kinda like the movie Pale Rider. In other words, its pretty awesome

  • Dann why havent i heard this before, awesome song.

  • Best song I've heard in a long time. It's ok not to be a passive christian. The christian community as a whole could learn somethin from this song.

  • If your a preacher and a competitive cowboy shooter.... Where is your parish located and what time? LOL

  • @MrTraxxasdude

    Well, Claude Dallas is/was a modern cowboy and mountain man.

  • @LukeWapelhorst how does that have anything to do with this at all????

  • @MrPereira412

    You're correct.  There was nothing in the lyrics indicating that it was in the old west. Look up Claude Dallas.

  • Great now I'm gonna have goosebumps for the rest of the night...

  • @MrPereira412 Actually the old west was after the Civil War in whitch cartridges had been invented and black powder was no longer used among the main populus of the towns

  • So, My teacher is making me do a responce on this song for school... And i have listened to it so many times that I like this song now :)

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