Saddle Storms - Back To The Wall
Back to the Wall | Saddle Storms | Outlaw Dreams Album
Twenty years of watching every door. One chair he never should have sat in.
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He survived everything the frontier threw at him — gunfights, lawmen, hard country, harder men — because he never once forgot to watch his back. Back to the Wall is the Wild Bill Hickok story told through the one rule he lived by and the one afternoon he broke it. The dead man's hand didn't become legend by accident. It became legend because a careful man sat down in the wrong chair in Deadwood and didn't get back up. Aces and eights. The rest is history. - Original by Saddle Storms.
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Lyrics:
[Verse 1]
He walked into every room the same careful way
Eyes on the corners before he'd even sit down
Picked his chair like a man choosing armor
Back to the wall, face to the crowd
Folks said he could hear a hammer click
Through two closed doors and a winter wind
Said he'd killed more men than anyone could count
And buried every name of every one of them
[Pre-Chorus]
Some men get famous for what they did
Some men get famous for how they survived
He was both kinds rolled into one
A man who stayed careful to stay alive
[Chorus]
Every saloon, every card table, every open door
He read the room before the room knew he was there
Every mirror behind every bar
Was a man checking what was behind him in the air
He lived by one rule longer than most men live at all
Never sit with your back to the room
Never turn from the wall
[Verse 2]
Years on the trail, years wearing a badge
Years where a careless man don't get years at all
But the years start to wear on a careful man too
Make him tired of watching every wall
That summer the cards were calling his name
A friendly game, a familiar town
He came in late, the only seat left open
Had his back to the room when he sat down
[Pre-Chorus]
Maybe he was tired
Maybe he didn't think
Maybe after all those years of looking over his shoulder
A man just wants to blink
[Chorus]
Every saloon, every card table, every open door
He read the room before the room knew he was there
Every mirror behind every bar
Was a man checking what was behind him in the air
He lived by one rule longer than most men live at all
Never sit with your back to the room
Never turn from the wall
[Bridge]
The door opened behind him
Just like a thousand doors before
Footsteps he didn't hear
On the floor he'd always know
One shot
That's all it took
For a careful man's whole life
To come down to one chair
He never should've sat in
[Final Verse]
They found the cards still in his hand
Face up on the table where he fell
Two black aces, two black eights
A hand that history wouldn't let anyone forget
Aces and eights
The dead man's hand
A careful man, undone
By the one time he forgot to look
At who was walking in
[Outro]
He watched every door for twenty years
Except the one behind his back that day
And from that table, from that hand
A legend rose up from where he lay
They called it the dead man's hand
And they called him
Wild Bill Hickok
[End]
Written by Saddle Storms: https://SaddleStorms.com
About Saddle Storms: Wyoming-born outlaw country, western storytelling, rodeo soul, heartbreak ballads, and Code of the West honesty from six generations of ranch life.
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