The Outlaw

He rides after sunset
Straight into town
His purpose unclear
Danger's around
The kerchief pulled up
Over his face
The dirt overflowing
It's all he can taste
The question that's
On everyone's mind
Who has he come
To this town, to find
Everyone's nervous
Yet, quite prepared
Holding their shotguns
If they ever dared
To rise up and confront
This stranger in town
Will he move on
What has he found?

Roll with the Punches

Roll with the punches
They will quit coming
Then you can counter
With what you've got left
Rainfall keeps coming
From these tears in my eyes
The brightness is dawning
After years of this life.