A cursed vagabond wanders the dessert sands. Doomed to wander forever in the wastelands he takes his vengeance out upon anyone unlucky enough to cross his path.
Grant Seiferman (Drums\Guitars)
K. Carlisle (Bass\Vocals)
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You got rattle snake boots upon your feet
use a scorpion tail to pick your teeth
travel by night and sleep by day
use the north star to guide your way (Chorus)
traveling through the shifting sands
you make you way in this desolate land(verse 1 with swagger)
feel the grit of the red stained dirt
with a six gun handy and a hidden dirk (verse 1 with swagger)
you got rattle snake boots upon your feet
use a scorpion tail to pick your teeth
travel by night and sleep by day
use the north star to guide your way (Chorus)
now you don't want to cross his trail
he'll surely send you straight to hell (verse 2 with swagger)
and with a gleam in his eye
he'll stick around just to watch you die (verse 2 with swagger)
you're a nomad and no land you call home (Bridge)
A nomad forever cursed to roam.
Rattle snake boots upon your feet
use a scorpion tail to pick your teeth
travel by night and sleep by day
use the north star to guide your way (Chorus)
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