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Where the Buzzards Wait for Me | Dark Country Music - Dark Country Boy
The desert wind is howling, it cuts right through my bones
A trail of dust behind me, but I'm riding all alone
The moon hangs like a witness, cold and silver bright
It knows the buzzards circle, where I'll lay tonight
Oh the sand will be my blanket, the stars my canopy
I'll rest beneath the heavens, where the buzzards wait for me
No prayers, no final mercy, just the desert's quiet plea
To claim my weary spirit, where the buzzards wait for me
The canyon walls are whispering, tales of men who've bled
Their echoes still linger, though their names are long since dead
The pistol at my side is empty, my fight has run its course
I'm just a shadow fading, beneath the vengeful force
Oh the sand will be my blanket, the stars my canopy
I'll rest beneath the heavens, where the buzzards wait for me
No prayers, no final mercy, just the desert's quiet plea
To claim my weary spirit, where the buzzards wait for me
The sky is wide and endless, a graveyard painted blue
The coyotes sing a requiem, their song is cruel and true
I'm not afraid to meet it, the stillness calls me home
A man cannot run justice, not under heaven's dome
Oh the sand will be my blanket, the stars my canopy
I'll rest beneath the heavens, where the buzzards wait for me
No prayers, no final mercy, just the desert's quiet plea
To claim my weary spirit, where the buzzards wait for me