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The Requiem (Pistolero’s Last Stand)
An aging Western gunfighter loses his final showdown and faces death with one last wish: that his son never inherits his guns, the violence and mistakes that defined his life. A story about fathers and sons, regret, and breaking the generational cycle of violence, the song builds toward a gospel-style funeral requiem.


Pistolero

There’s a six gun in my holster
Don’t give it to my son
Tell him not to carry one
Unlike his Pa done
Cause It will only cut you down
When a better gun comes to town
And you’ll orphan your son
Just like your Pa’s done

Take me back to my kin
And have them burry me
On that southern facing rim
Well there’s a setting sun in my life
And now I’m done
Don’t follow in my footsteps son like I done

I see the blue sky growing dim
In pale shades of gray
I see a dark cloud forming over me
It feels like i’ts gonna rain
A warm salty taste of blood in my mouth
And my tears run dry
And all I can think about
Is Is my boy and not saying good bye

Pistolero has meet his match
At the hands of a young guns
Hot lead smoke and flash

Guts Guns and glory
My tombstone It will read
Here lies a well known gun
Pistolero rest in peace
There’s a setting sun on my life
And now I’m done
Don’t follow in my footsteps son like I done
Yeah I followed in the footsteps of my Pa
And now I’m done