The Stand Paroles

And I've looked between
The lines that lie on the pages
That I've tread
I met the walking dude, religious
In his wom down cowboy boots
He walked liked no man on earth
I swear he had no name
Swear he had no name
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 Play the funeral march
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
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
Epitaph engraved
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
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
Come on down
And meet your maker
Come on down
And make the Stand
Come on down
Come on down
Come on
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