The Stupendium, SquigglyDigg - The West Was One lyrics

One day from just plumb fadin' away
How you gonna build a house
With the foundation erased? Keep prayin'
No sayin' what brothers become
On the dawnin' of the day The West was One
Day away from livin' on a history page
Ain't it fittin' how they're fixin'
To be winnin' a race and the rest of us are
Given a direction to run
On the dawnin' of the day The West was One

The sun is settin' on the turn of a century
I know for certain it's my
Turn to be legend'ry
Ain't no curtain gonna be
Avertin' my centrepiece reach for the sky
You're gonna get burned eventually
So call me Icarus
Hick with a burden left to seed ride or die
I'mma ride till there's nothin'
Left to grieve my momma said to me, "Son
You could be anything"
Best believe I'll never be
Anything less than deadly
Scared of me? Y'all better be
I'm out here avengin' the death
Of the Old West even if it isn't dead to me
The day it dies is one I
Hope I don't live to see
But this hayride is fallin' by
The wayside of industry
Strippin' our history 'til there's
Nought left of
Dynasties of leather and dirt, our ancestors
Bled to make fertile this earth
So come arrest us
I'mma keep singin' 'bout the
Day The West was

One day from just plumb fadin' away
How you gonna build a house
With the foundation erased? Keep prayin'
No sayin' what brothers become
On the dawnin' of the day The West was One
Day away from livin' on a history page
Ain't it fittin' how they're fixin'
To be winnin' a race and the rest of us are
Given a direction to run
On the dawnin' of the day The West was One

Me and my brothers are hustlers, rustlers
Bad customers, in other words, underdogs
Backwater juggernauts
Who prefer a bit of rough and tumble
To the hustle and the bustle of
The big city, well y'all can sit pretty
As the cats get fat on another man's livin'
Then you call me the
Villain because I'm unwillin'
Well, I weren't born to
Conform to your vision god willin'
My thoughts of prosperity ain't got
No comfy chair in it
You call that coffin an office? Honestly
Y'all can just come bury me
You're stockin' shares
I'm just despairin'
Lord, give me that prairie, please
My father's footprint, some good men
And a horizon's all I'll ever need
You call progress a wonderful thing
But you yanked the great chain
Out from under the gangs
So what's left for a felon but
To shut up or hang?
When it's don a stuffed shirt or
Go bust up a bank? Well I'm a hick, sure
Irascible prick who'll
Stick it to your big future
And stick with a six-shooter
'Cus I predict your vision is
A couple hicks fewer
Well I'd rather live fuller
Eat the grit a bit sooner
Do I fit your picture? No room for a bandit?
Branded me bad, all I am, well you banned it
Man's gotta stand, so we came and we banded
Together took a stand for
The land you abandoned
Give me a horse and road and I'm set but
Give me four walls for a
Home - I get restless
You can steamroller the world
The Lord blessed us
I'mma keep singin' 'bout the
Day The West was

One day from just plumb fadin' away
How you gonna build a house
With the foundation erased? Keep prayin'
No sayin' what brothers become
On the dawnin' of the day The West was One
Day away from livin' on a history page
Ain't it fittin' how they're fixin'
To be winnin' a race and the rest of us are
Given a direction to run
On the dawnin' of the day The West was One

Don't be upset if your sun's
Set on a sunset
Stick to your guns 'cus your
Run just ain't done yet
And pray the day never comes
When there are none left spin your barrels
'cus your battle ain't won yet
You can trace this life of mine
Out on the horizon line
I've hit those valleys low
I've mountains yet to climb
The only test I've left to best
Would be the test of time
And you can bet I've no
Intention to be left behind
Don't be upset if your sun's
Set on a sunset spin your barrels 'cus your
Battle ain't won yet
Don't be upset if your sun's
Set on a sunset spin your barrels 'cus your
Battle ain't won yet
Don't be upset if your sun's
Set on a sunset spin your barrels 'cus your
Battle ain't won yet
Don't be upset if your sun's
Set on a sunset spin your barrels 'cus your
Battle ain't won yet

Ten gallons of regrets and they
Weigh on my mind was I livin' my best or
Just wastin' my time?
Did the path that I tread
Have to stray outta line?
You can deny me the trail
But those bootprints stay mine!
You see a bandit, a crook who was forsaken
I see a man who just took
What the Lord gave him
I didn't plan for a habit of lawbreakin'
But someone's gotta get back
All that y'all have been takin'
An office space is squandered waste of
All the Lord gives ya
And clerkin's workin'
Stackin' shelves with other men's riches
The land was all we had until
You taxed us to the ditches
Tore our souls out through our pockets
So we fought you sons of britches
The world turns with infernal machines
Watch the world burn as we turn up the steam
Will my saddle still gleam? Or
Just burst at the seams?
When it's all that's left to
Carry that American dream