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Heavy rhythm acoustic guitar, electric bass, synth created drums, electric lead guitar and male vocal. A Western theme about revenge against deserter Ben Graves who ran from the Battle of The Little Bighorn. Graphic lyrics tell the story. A movie in a song. Keywords: intense angry aggressive bloody hot sweaty boozy Great guitar solo at the end of the song, gritty gunfight scene, anxious and consuming, deadly, Tarantino feel,
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Heavy rhythm acoustic guitar, electric bass, synth created drums, electric lead guitar and male vocal. A Western theme about revenge against deserter Ben Graves who ran from the Battle of The Little Bighorn. Graphic lyrics tell the story. A movie in a song. Male Vocals, Singer/Songwriter, Contemp Singer/Songwriter
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Lyrics:
Ben Graves
While ridin’ out of Emmitsburg
I chanced to meet an old friend
Said he’d been ridin’ for years and years
He thought there’d be no end.
I asked him what his business was
He said he’s lookin’ for Ben Graves
Graves, a man well known around
For killin’ but not bein’ brave
CHO
Been ten years since the Bighorn fight
Where Graves turned and ran
Been ten years he’s runnin’ from fright
No place to take a stand.
Down inside of Cutler’s Saloon
On a hot and so still noon
Graves lay drunk against the bar
Knowin’ the end was comin’ soon
His faded blue shirt with yellow stripes
Was stained with booze and blood
But not the blood of Bighorn days
To say he’d done it right
CHO
His rusty Colt sat loaded on the bar
As we came through the door
Mac, my friend, did not wait
His hate knew no end.
Before a fly had time to move
Mac had done what he came for
In a cloud of smoke, blood and booze
Ben Graves lay dead upon the floor.
