High noon cometh, not a moment too soon There's gonna be a firefight tonight A reckoning to confront the residents of this tomb A gunpowder party and it feels just right There comes a time There comes a day There comes an hour when... In every man's life In every man's life When he must... Brandish his steel Mount up his steed In every man's life In every man's life My will be a dead man Hushed All is quiet in the dusty alleyways Few men dare to penetrate this land And live to tell this terrible tale My trusty six shot, my own right hand There comes a day There comes a time There comes an hour when... I'm not talking 'bout killing a man I'm not referring to dirt, this land There's no showdown here besides the one That's erupting inside my head My will be a dead man