Dead Man's Boots

(Verse 1) In the haze of dusk, where the outlaws roam, Lazarus Slade rides, a shadow alone. With a Thunder pistol and a Bowie knife, He hunts the wicked in the dance of life. (Chorus) Boom, you're wearing Dead man's boots, Lazarus Slade brings justice, no disputes. Fire in his eyes, steel in his hand, In the lawless lands, he makes his stand. (Verse 2) Through the dust and the smoke, where the echoes lie, He tracks his quarry 'neath the crimson sky. No mercy for the guilty, no place to hide, Lazarus Slade, relentless stride. (Chorus) Boom, you're wearing Dead man's boots, Lazarus Slade brings justice, no disputes. Fire in his eyes, steel in his hand, In the lawless lands, he makes his stand. (Bridge) Whispers in the wind of the deeds he's done, Of battles fought and lost, of justice won. He walks the line between the light and shade, Leaving behind Dead man's boots where he's laid. (Verse 3) In the cold moon's glow, where the shadows creep, His victims fall into eternal sleep. But the legend lives on in the hearts of men, Lazarus Slade, the Reaper's pen. (Chorus) Boom, you are wearing Dead man's boots, Lazarus Slade brings justice, no disputes. Fire in his eyes, steel in his hand, In the lawless lands, he makes his stand. (Outro) So heed the warning, all you outlaws bold, For Lazarus Slade's story will be told. In the annals of the Wild West's roots, Beware the echo of Dead man's boots.