song eight
country bluegrass bandit
Créé par Udio avec Udio AI
country bluegrass bandit
2024-04-09
Lyrics
(Verse 1) In Broken Ridge, where dust and whiskey flow, Lived Gundersen, eyes cold as mountain snow. Van Cleef’s gang rode in, vengeance on their mind, But Gundersen drew quick, and said about damn time!nn(Chorus) Gundersen, oh Gundersen, A legend whispered in moonlit haze. He faced death a hundred times before, But this duel would be his final blaze.nn(Verse 2) Van Cleef fell, scarred face twisted in defeat, The crowd held its breath, the clouds spelled death. Gundersen’s name etched in the West’s wall of stone, For every outlaw’s fate, there’s no coming home.nn(Chorus) Gundersen, oh Gundersen, A legend whispered in moonlit haze. He faced death a hundred times before, But this duel would be his final blaze.nn(Outro) Desert winds whisper of Gundersen’s fame, His his legacy so grand no mortal man could claim. Van Cleef’s gang disbanded, fear replaced by gloom, And Broken Ridge echoes their doom.
