High noon cometh, not a moment too soon
There's gonna be a firefight tonight
A reckoning to confront the residents of this tomb
A gunpowder partyand it feels just right
There comes a time
There comes a day
There comes an hour when...
In every man's life
In every man's life
When he must...
Brandish his steel
Mount up his steed
In every man's life
In every man's life
My will be a dead man
Hushed
All is quiet in the dusty alleyways
Few men dare to penetrate this land
And live to tell this terrible tale
My trusty six shot, my own right hand
There comes a day
There comes a time
There comes an hour when...
I'm not talking 'bout killing a man
I'm not referring to dirt, this land
There's no showdown here besides the one
That's erupting inside my head
My will be a dead man
Project 86 - My Will Be A Dead Man Lyrics
Project 86 - My Will Be A Dead Man Lyrics
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High noon cometh, not a moment too soon
There's gonna be a firefight tonight
A reckoning to confront the residents of this tomb
A gunpowder partyand it feels just right
There comes a time
There comes a day
There comes an hour when...
In every man's life
In every man's life
When he must...
Brandish his steel
Mount up his steed
In every man's life
In every man's life
My will be a dead man
Hushed
All is quiet in the dusty alleyways
Few men dare to penetrate this land
And live to tell this terrible tale
My trusty six shot, my own right hand
There comes a day
There comes a time
There comes an hour when...
I'm not talking 'bout killing a man
I'm not referring to dirt, this land
There's no showdown here besides the one
That's erupting inside my head
My will be a dead man
There's gonna be a firefight tonight
A reckoning to confront the residents of this tomb
A gunpowder partyand it feels just right
There comes a time
There comes a day
There comes an hour when...
In every man's life
In every man's life
When he must...
Brandish his steel
Mount up his steed
In every man's life
In every man's life
My will be a dead man
Hushed
All is quiet in the dusty alleyways
Few men dare to penetrate this land
And live to tell this terrible tale
My trusty six shot, my own right hand
There comes a day
There comes a time
There comes an hour when...
I'm not talking 'bout killing a man
I'm not referring to dirt, this land
There's no showdown here besides the one
That's erupting inside my head
My will be a dead man
Writer: Alexander Albert, Andrew Schwab, Randy Torres, Steven Dail
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management