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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=555977" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>HIRED GUNS (For The Lone Ranger)</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">HIRED GUNS<br>(For The Lone Ranger) <br>by Steven A. J. Drake<br>January 28,2012</div><div style="margin:10px 0">1) Fighting a war with words out of<br>The deep, dark recesses of my mind.<br>According to my bloodline. I'm related<br>To Joaquin Murrieta. California.<br>Robin Hood of the old west.<br>He got with an Indian woman.<br>Apache. Geronimo. Arizona.<br>Perhaps parts of New Mexico.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">2) Hard pressed with guns and saddle.<br>Raised myself up with a bow and arrows.<br>Slipping back over time's of treacherous<br>Deep, dark secret shadows. Government stealing<br>Indian land. Gold and silver.<br>The white of their eyes. Over the crest<br>Of mountains. No fair gains for a free ride, <br>Across the western plains, disguised.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Chorus: <br>Hired guns to steal your cattle.<br>Drawing your marksmanship.<br>Without a medal. Mixed, to even the score.<br>After the facts at the rue morgue.<br>Ravens knocking down your door.<br>Sleep with one eye open. Stars<br>With a mask for the Lone Ranger.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">3) Sky was the limit. Talk to eagles.<br>Bare down the punches. Wearing a mask for<br>Zorro. Clearing your head. Broken treaties.<br>Wiping out the buffalo. Trade fairs that come<br>Down to zero. No peace of mind.<br>Stealing your heroes. Gifts of labor<br>Sought after the facts of tomorrow...<br>Raising questions up out of the dead.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Bridge: <br>A whole lot has changed. Stagecoaches. <br>Wells Fargo. Pinkerton hired to break up<br>The Unions. Where are the bodies buried? <br>In the graves at the O.K. Corral.<br>Horses prancing in the arena.<br>Clowns taking the bulls by the horns.<br>In crowds of desperados.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Chorus: <br>Hired guns to steal your cattle.<br>Drawing your marksmanship.<br>Without a medal. Mixed, to even the score.<br>After the facts at the rue morgue.<br>Ravens knocking down your door.<br>Sleep with one eye open. Stars<br>With a mask for the Lone Ranger.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">4) No retreating from a good day to die.<br>Across the horizon of the western skies...<br>Jesse James. Billy the Kid and Mark Twain.<br>Shooting from the hip with perfect aim.<br>Buffalo Bill and Calamity Jane. All the<br>Way to Europe's halls of fame. Pulling<br>Swords out of scabbard's reign. From<br>The days of old right here today.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Chorus: <br>Hired guns to steal your cattle.<br>Drawing your marksmanship.<br>Without a medal. Mixed, to even the score.<br>After the facts at the rue morgue.<br>Ravens knocking down your door.<br>Sleep with one eye open. Stars<br>With a mask for the Lone Ranger.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Steven+Drake">Steven Drake</a><div class=q>
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(For The Lone Ranger) 
by Steven A. J. Drake
January 28,2012

1) Fighting a war with words out of
The deep, dark recesses of my mind.
According to my bloodline. I'm related
To Joaquin Murrieta. California.
Robin Hood of the old west.
He..."></div>
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