The Bearer of the Sword
They all tried to catch him and one by one he scored
a nameless face on a big black horse
the bearer of the sword
His laugh is like the thunder the wind is but his breath
they say that those who see his eyes
will surely meet their death
Some men call him devil the law screams out reward
for the stranger of the night
the bearer of the sword
He fights with vengeful fury his hand is lightning fast
before you see him riding up
you’re dead he’s in the past
You know they’ll never catch him he fights for all that’s right
the law may run the daylight
but he still runs the night
‘cause he’s the Bearer of the Sword
copyright 1986 by Vince Conley
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