TUNING:
Come on down and meet your maker
Come on down and make the Stand
Oh, I have been out searching
With this black book in my hand
And I've looked between the lines that lie on the pages
That I've tread
I met the walking dude, religious in his worn down cowboy boots
He walked liked no man on earth I swear he had no name
Swear he had no name
CHORUS:
Come on down and meet your maker
Come on down and make the Stand
Come on down, come on down
Come on down we'll make the Stand
As I crawled beneath the searchlights
Looking through the floorboards of this life
I met doctor Strangeloves cousin
He bore the marks of time
"Hey! Trashcan, where you going boy
Your eyes are feet apart
Is that the end you're carrying
Shall I play the funeral march?"
Play the funeral march
REAPEAT CHORUS:
When I looked out the window on the hardship that had struck
I saw the seven phials open the plague claimed man and son
Four men at a grave in silence got their hats bowed down in grace
A simple wooden cross had no epitaph engraved
No Epitaph engraved
REPEAT CHORUS:
Come roll out the red carpet come bugler sound the horn
For the hero is returning gotta welcome him to his home
Don't say I didn't warn you this prophesy is coming true
I can hear the cavalry thundering
Riding over the hill, riding over the hill