Whoa¡ Bride! from Ahrbeka by Ahrbeka

Flame when up as the sun set down
Smoke and haze blind all
Pistols fire and people scream
As the man rides out of town

On a horse with a cut short Maine
This Gun slinging bandit plays life as a game
Wicked smile and yellow eyes
Last thing you see when he's in your town

You’ll burn them all up
Searching for somethin'
Lost so long ago
You’re fighting for nothin'

Sun rises up and the rooster’s yell
Ash still burns like the pits of hell
The people crowded all around
As new man rides into town

You’ll burn them all up
Searching for somethin'
Lost so long ago
You’re fighting for nothin'

Carries a poster and silver star badge says he’s huntin' down the yellowed eyed man
His bold smile and broken voice tells those left living that they got a choice

You’ll burn them all up
Searching for somethin'
Lost so long ago
You’re fighting for nothin'
Lost so long ago
Your fighting for nothin'

• Rock
• blues rock
• psychedelic rock
• spaghetti western
• Melbourne