VibeFoundry - The Border Showdown | Outlaw Rock

Dive into the gritty world of The Border Showdown, a redneck outlaw ballad that captures the drama, tension, and power plays of the Wild West. In this tale of wagons, dusty border towns, and bold negotiations, a determined sheriff and a stubborn mayor face off in a game of pride and survival. With stomping rhythms, slide guitar, and a haunting whistle outro, this song brings the spirit of the frontier alive. Who wins when diplomacy is traded for raw power? Find out in this epic Southern rock anthem.

Lyrics:
Down in Hranice Gulch, where the sun burns red,
Sheriff rode hard, with a plan in his head.
He packed up the strangers, tired and worn,
Bound for the south, where they’d been sworn.

Santa Fortuna, a smug little town,
Their mayor yelled loud, with a bitter frown:
“Send ‘em in style, not on your carts,
Or take back your troubles, we’ll play no part!”

Outlaws don’t trade with a handshake or smile,
They deal in gold and a devilish style.
When the dust settles, and the shots are done,
The border showdown’s been fairly won.

Sheriff fired back, with a smirk on his face,
“Put a tax on your goods, and squeeze your space.
Your gold and your cattle, your precious trade—
Will dry like the creek where the deals are made.”

Santa’s mayor paused, the gamble was clear,
He’d fold to the sheriff and quiet his fear.
A nod to the north, a deal was struck,
The wagons rolled south in a cloud of dust.

Now in Hranice Gulch, they tell the tale,
Of a showdown won with no need for jail.
The sheriff held strong, the border stayed free,
Outlaws know power, not diplomacy.

Outlaws don’t trade with a handshake or smile,
They deal in gold and a devilish style.
When the dust settles, and the shots are done,
The border showdown’s been fairly won.

So when you’re crossing lines, better play it wise,
Or the sheriff’s deal might cut you to size.

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