Range Fire Rattlesnake | Dark Country Music - Dark Country Boy
Fangs gleam, cold strike
She's a hiss in the dead of night
Brass on her hips, venom in her veins
Burns the trail, leaves only pain
Rattlesnaps, warnings gone
Smoke rises with the breaking dawn
Leather wraps her like a curse
Her bite hits quick, it only gets worse
Range fire rattlesnake, she don't wait
Spitting death, sealing your fate
Coiled in shadow, she'll attack
Turn your world to ashes, never look back
Never look back
Desert queen, wild and fierce
Through your soul, her eyes will pierce
Dust and blood in her wicked path
She leaves no mercy, just her wrath
Rattle scream, bullets sing
She's the outlaw with a deadly sting
Stealing venom, the perfect blend
You'll meet her wrath before the end
Range fire rattlesnake, she don't wait
Spitting death, sealing your fate
Coiled in shadow, she'll attack
Turn your world to ashes, never look back
Never look back