The sun burned down on Redstone's Street,
The bank just ahead, where theft and death meet
Black Jack's gang, a wild west crew,
With dreams of gold, their fortune grew.
Lila's charm, the perfect snare,
Caleb's aim, a deadly glare.
Briggs with strength, Nate's fiery skill,
And Jack with a will no law could kill.
On the last ride to Redstone, they gambled it all,
Through fire and fury, they'd rise, or they'd fall.
A heist for the ages, a tale to retell,
Of outlaws and freedom, and a plan made in hell.
The vault burst open, a thunderous sound,
Treasure inside, their fortune found.
But the whistle of a train cut the plan in two,
The Pinkertons came, their numbers grew.
Shots rang out, the chaos roared,
Freedom chased through an iron door.
Caleb stayed, his courage clear,
To buy the gang one final frontier.
On the last ride to Redstone, they gambled it all,
Through fire and fury, they'd rise, or they'd fall.
A heist for the ages, a tale to retell,
Of outlaws and freedom, and a plan made in hell.
Through the canyon's bend, they found their reprieve,
But the air was heavy, and hearts still grieved.
For Caleb's stand and the life he lost,
The spoils of freedom weighed the cost.
Black Jack spoke, his voice like stone,
"We'll carry him with us wherever we roam.
This gold is hollow without his name,
But we ride for the dream that still remains."
Under the stars, they swore their creed,
To honor the fallen, fulfill their need.
The desert stretched, a path untold,
With bonds unbroken, their spirits bold.
Together they rode, through night's embrace,
Outlaws bound by a timeless space.
In Redstone's shadow, their tale was spun,
A story of fire, of love, and the gun.
On the last ride to Redstone, they gambled it all,
Through fire and fury, they'd rise, or they'd fall.
A heist for the ages, a tale to retell,
Of outlaws and freedom, and a plan made in hell.
On the last ride to Redstone, they gambled it all,
Through fire and fury, they'd rise, or they'd fall.
A heist for the ages, a tale to retell,
Of outlaws and freedom, and a plan made in hell.
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The sun burned down on Redstone's Street,
The bank just ahead, where theft and death meet
Black Jack's gang, a wild west crew,
With dreams of gold, their fortune grew.
Lila's charm, the perfect snare,
Caleb's aim, a deadly glare.
Briggs with strength, Nate's fiery skill,
And Jack with a will no law could kill.
On the last ride to Redstone, they gambled it all,
Through fire and fury, they'd rise, or they'd fall.
A heist for the ages, a tale to retell,
Of outlaws and freedom, and a plan made in hell.
The vault burst open, a thunderous sound,
Treasure inside, their fortune found.
But the whistle of a train cut the plan in two,
The Pinkertons came, their numbers grew.
Shots rang out, the chaos roared,
Freedom chased through an iron door.
Caleb stayed, his courage clear,
To buy the gang one final frontier.
On the last ride to Redstone, they gambled it all,
Through fire and fury, they'd rise, or they'd fall.
A heist for the ages, a tale to retell,
Of outlaws and freedom, and a plan made in hell.
Through the canyon's bend, they found their reprieve,
But the air was heavy, and hearts still grieved.
For Caleb's stand and the life he lost,
The spoils of freedom weighed the cost.
Black Jack spoke, his voice like stone,
"We'll carry him with us wherever we roam.
This gold is hollow without his name,
But we ride for the dream that still remains."
Under the stars, they swore their creed,
To honor the fallen, fulfill their need.
The desert stretched, a path untold,
With bonds unbroken, their spirits bold.
Together they rode, through night's embrace,
Outlaws bound by a timeless space.
In Redstone's shadow, their tale was spun,
A story of fire, of love, and the gun.
On the last ride to Redstone, they gambled it all,
Through fire and fury, they'd rise, or they'd fall.
A heist for the ages, a tale to retell,
Of outlaws and freedom, and a plan made in hell.
On the last ride to Redstone, they gambled it all,
Through fire and fury, they'd rise, or they'd fall.
A heist for the ages, a tale to retell,
Of outlaws and freedom, and a plan made in hell.
The bank just ahead, where theft and death meet
Black Jack's gang, a wild west crew,
With dreams of gold, their fortune grew.
Lila's charm, the perfect snare,
Caleb's aim, a deadly glare.
Briggs with strength, Nate's fiery skill,
And Jack with a will no law could kill.
On the last ride to Redstone, they gambled it all,
Through fire and fury, they'd rise, or they'd fall.
A heist for the ages, a tale to retell,
Of outlaws and freedom, and a plan made in hell.
The vault burst open, a thunderous sound,
Treasure inside, their fortune found.
But the whistle of a train cut the plan in two,
The Pinkertons came, their numbers grew.
Shots rang out, the chaos roared,
Freedom chased through an iron door.
Caleb stayed, his courage clear,
To buy the gang one final frontier.
On the last ride to Redstone, they gambled it all,
Through fire and fury, they'd rise, or they'd fall.
A heist for the ages, a tale to retell,
Of outlaws and freedom, and a plan made in hell.
Through the canyon's bend, they found their reprieve,
But the air was heavy, and hearts still grieved.
For Caleb's stand and the life he lost,
The spoils of freedom weighed the cost.
Black Jack spoke, his voice like stone,
"We'll carry him with us wherever we roam.
This gold is hollow without his name,
But we ride for the dream that still remains."
Under the stars, they swore their creed,
To honor the fallen, fulfill their need.
The desert stretched, a path untold,
With bonds unbroken, their spirits bold.
Together they rode, through night's embrace,
Outlaws bound by a timeless space.
In Redstone's shadow, their tale was spun,
A story of fire, of love, and the gun.
On the last ride to Redstone, they gambled it all,
Through fire and fury, they'd rise, or they'd fall.
A heist for the ages, a tale to retell,
Of outlaws and freedom, and a plan made in hell.
On the last ride to Redstone, they gambled it all,
Through fire and fury, they'd rise, or they'd fall.
A heist for the ages, a tale to retell,
Of outlaws and freedom, and a plan made in hell.
Writer: Benjamin Sturge
Copyright: Lyrics © Too Lost LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Too Lost LLC