LETRA
Don’t Count Down
[Interlude]
Times up, outlaw
Your rope's run short
Someone's gotta pay for all the blood you took
It's only you and us now
The rest of your BootCut Boys are dead
So the way I see it, you got two choices
Stand down now and turn yourself in
Or die here
Laying down like a dog
You got 'til the count of five
Five