Black Cowboys
Legacy of the Black Cowboy: A Wild West Tale of Sacrifice and Sorrow
Lyrics
Draw your gun
Prepare yourself for a confrontation
Shuffle your feet
Moving cautiously or nervously
Can't cut and run
You can't flee or escape from this
It's death you'll cheat
You'll avoid death or find ways to survive it
You a black cowboy
You embody the persona of a black cowboy
In your cattle boot
In your boots made for herding cattle
You walk ten paces
Walk ten steps away from your opponent
Then you turn and shoot
Then turn and shoot, following a dueling tradition
Now bow your head
Mourning and paying respects for a lost son, emphasizing the grief
For your son
-Bow your head
-For your son
-Bow your head
-Bow your head
-For your son
-Oh this life
Describing the challenging and unpredictable life in the western frontier
In the wild west
Referencing the dangerous environment of the Wild West
One too many son
Several sons have tragically died and been buried
Been laid to rest
Mourning the loss of too many sons
Take his body
Carry the deceased body to the river
To the river stream
Endure the pain or sorrow internally
Hold your heartache
Express the emotional anguish in the future
One day you'll scream
Continued mourning and grieving for a lost son, repeating the sentiment
Now bow your head
-For your son
-Bow your head
-For you son
-Bow your head
-Bow your head
-For your son
More mourning for a deceased child
That's how it's done
Describing the methods of life in the Midwest, particularly in Chitown (Chicago)
In the great midwest
-Down in Chitown
Invitation to observe or experience life in Chitown
Be my guest
-That's how it's done
Reiteration of life in the Midwest, particularly in Chitown (Chicago)
In the great midwest
-Down in Chitown
Repeat invitation to experience life in Chitown
Be my guest
-Now bow your head
Final call to mourn for the lost son
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