Justice

The daltons ride and the desert sky gets swallowed up by the night Up ahead a stranger hides with a thombstone in his eye The stranger knows this is his very last ride A crescent moon in the sky you can’t run and hide They ride for freedom around the world and across the land For the woman and the baby chirld and for the ones who can’t The stranger knows hell is coming, coming up from behind They call it justice, heaven knows justice is blind We need some justice to make the wrong into right Justice don’t play favourites and justice don’t pick sides We need some justice, heaven knows justice is blind This man is pure in his heart and in his mind Thinks of a woman who is wheeping in the night Vengeance makes him righteous when the smoke is clear It’s only pure if it’s justice, nothing else comes near They call it justice, heaven knows justice is blind We need some justice to make the wrong into right Justice don’t play favourites and justice don’t pick sides We need some justice, heaven knows justice is blind