Last stand in open country
Willie Nelson
I was looking for America in a western movie Saw a young gunslinger with something to prove I came looking ... like anybody else I came searching ... like anybody else Looking for that golden calf And I came shooting for the stars like any young blood Found a fat cat city and a crooked judge I killed anything ... standing in my path I killed anything ... till I laid my hands Laid 'em on that golden calf Now it's our last stand in open country This is my last chance to be with you This is the last dance for this kind of man I'm still looking for something to prove I came around full circle aged like an old dog Looking at them young bucks just green as frogs But I ain't laying back no time to laugh I aint laying back there's a new kid coming Gunning for that golden calf I was looking for America in a western movie Saw young pike bishop striding through aqua verde He was headed down that dusty path He was headed down to that blood bath Chasing down that golden calf Now it's our last stand in open country This is my last chance to be with you This is the last dance for this kind of man I'm still looking for something to prove But there's always someone faster Someone quicker on the draw Somebody with a hunger closing in someone younger Stepping up to be the next outlaw Now it's our last stand in open country This is my last chance to be with you This is the last dance for this kind of man And I'm still looking for something to prove Yeah I'm still looking for something ... to prove