The Gunfight
The Gunfight. This song is a movie.
Welcome to the deep south where a wild thing out of Texas meets an Alabama lawman. The hypnotic rock drive and tasty guitar evoke a suspenseful anticipation that keeps you hooked in the story until the question is answered: Who was the best?
Credits
Richard Caffey Lead Vocals, Acoustic Guitar
Robert McNair Electric Guitar, Background Vocals,
Dan Wilburn Bass Guitar
Jo Wilburn: Keyboards
Wayne Kilious Drums
Special Effects It was fun.
Written by Richard Caffey, Robert McNair, JoAnn Vickers (aka Jo Wilburn), Dan Wilburn
Recorded at A Cut Above, Nashville TN
Production. Dan Wilburn with a little help from his friends
Engineering, Mixing Dan Wilburn
Mastering Master Mix, Nashville TN
Artwork Dan Wilburn
Distribution Coordinator Jo Wilburn
(P) JoDan Music
(C) Richard Caffey, Robert McNair, JoAnn Vickers (aka Jo Wilburn), Dan Wilburn
Lyrics: The Gunfight
Well… Don’t move said the Sheriff,
don’t you even blink an eye.
You’re that Wild Thing out of Texas,
Son… do you wanna die.
I’ve heard all about you,
your pearl handle forty-one.
But here in Alabama,
I’m the fastest with a gun.
Do you wanna die in Alabama…
with a bullet, in your chest.
Do you want to be a hero…
Who tried like all the rest.
Listen to this Lawman…
saddle up, and ride away.
or do you want to meet your Maker…
is today… Your Judgement Day.
Now the Texan’s eyes, they narrowed,
a hardened smile stretched… on his face.
Howdy Sheriff, how are ya…
so you’re the Law Dog in this place.
I ain’t lookin’ for trouble, no…
I’m, just passing through.
I got thirty-one notches on my gun,
don’t make it thirty-two.
Do you wanna die in Alabama…
with a bullet… in your chest.
Do you want to be a hero…
and die like all the rest.
Then listen to this Outlaw…
take you bags, and… walk away.
Do you want to meet your Maker…
is today… Your Judgment Day.
well… Both men, they slapped leather,
and their deadly aim was true.
Two bullets, they found their mark…
in the heart, and straight on through.
and the Story is still told today,
how two men died in Alabama clay…
so full of southern pride, yet they died.
Oh, they died in Alabama…
with a bullet, in their chest.
Yet, they died in Alabama….
now, would you tell me…
who was The Best.
