There are men who fear legends, but a man legends fear He’s the four holstered reaper. Crying bullets for tears When a drought comes in justice bullets make good rain When the heart ache has dried up… only blood heals the pain
There’s a time for grieving and a time to just pray There’s a time for for giving, but it’s not for today
You can hide sins from the gavel… you can drown them in rum When Silas Greaves finds you there’s nowhere to run And time goes too slowly for the gunslinger’s eye ‘Til he’s buried his promise… there’s no time to cry
There’s a time for grieving.. and a time to just pray There’s a time for forgiving, but it’s not for today There’s a time for grieving and a time to just pray When Silas Greaves Finds you that’s the time you must pay