Termitea - The Old Marshal Lyrics

In the town of Dusty Creek they all knew his name
The old Marshal with a heart of flame
With a badge on his chest and a gun on his hip
The old Marshal never lost his grip

He rode through the desert never seeking fame
In the wild west he played the game
He fought for justice never took a sip
Of whiskey or lies he never let it slip

Through the canyons and valleys he rode alone
The old Marshal with a heart like stone
From sunrise to sunset he patrolled the land
The old Marshal with a steady hand

In the town of Dusty Creek they all knew his name
The old Marshal with a heart of flame
With a badge on his chest and a gun on his hip
The old Marshal never lost his grip

He rode through the desert never seeking fame
In the wild west he played the game
He fought for justice never took a sip
Of whiskey or lies he never let it slip

Through the canyons and valleys he rode alone
The old Marshal with a heart like stone
From sunrise to sunset he patrolled the land
The old Marshal with a steady hand

In the town of Dusty Creek they all knew his name
The old Marshal with a heart of flame
With a badge on his chest and a gun on his hip
The old Marshal never lost his grip

Now his legend lives on in tales they tell
Of the old Marshal who rang the bell
In the town of Dusty Creek where shadows dwell
His spirit rides free in the wild west's spell

In the town of Dusty Creek they all knew his name
The old Marshal with a heart of flame
With a badge on his chest and a gun on his hip
The old Marshal never lost his grip

In the town of Dusty Creek they all knew his name
The old Marshal with a heart of flame