One

One canteen for one man, one woman, and one horse
No more than one day left to live if we all don't stay the course
One Henry rifle, one colt 45 cleaned, oiled, loaded, and holstered
One belt fully loaded as they print and post our posters

One box of ammo stored in the saddle bags
One strip of dried jerky bundled in a leather rag
One bottle of Red Eye and one tobacco cud that'll make you gag
One escape route setting out on the back of this nag

Across the badlands with one posse chasing, and one bounty hunter in pursuit
One philosophy working for all, because they all wore one suit
One mind of pursuing Butch and Sundance, yes of making Bonnie and Clyde pay
One more good shot at us would really make their day

One more bounty to collect or recognition of one more wanted killed
One more day is forever as they trail us for a blood soaked thrill
One more narrow escape regardless of sacrifice or circumstance
One more round taken because we decided to take a stance

With one more day to live will they take us or will the badlands
Will one man, one woman, and one horse succumb to their hands
One more time taking to the rocks, one more time boxed in
One way in, one way out, will tonight be our end

One more night together, one more chance to show our love
One more rub down of our horse before sending him to the great above
One more battle until the end, this one is all about forgiveness
Sadly there is but one death to give for all of our resistiveness