They came down from the mountain, off the continental divide
They crossed the plains with murder in their hearts
And silver in their eyes
A ragged band of outlaws, riding to the county crossroads
With .45’s and rifles by their sides, just waiting to explode
And the Peacemaker and the Long Colt
Will make you stand-up tall
The Peacemaker and the Long Colt
Is Hatchet County Law
They rode into the town at noon, brazen in the midday sun
But they were cowards, one and all
Hiding behind their guns
They shot-up the grand old bank
And made off with all its treasure
Riding out of town, guns blazing everywhere
Killing just for pleasure
And the Peacemaker and the Long Colt
Will make you stand-up tall
The Peacemaker and the Long Colt
Is Hatchet County Law
And the badge of the high plains sheriff
Is nothing but a piece of tin
It rides upon the chest of courage
But still won’t save your skin
So saddle up your rested horses
We’re bound to make a run
This lawman swore an oath to you
So let’s ride and get it done
And the Peacemaker and the Long Colt
Will make you stand-up tall
The Peacemaker and the Long Colt
Is Hatchet County Law
A weeks gone by since the Sheriff’s ride
And we finally hear the news
Three outlaws dead, one still alive
But he’ll be hanging soon
So you’d better think twice my friend
When you cross that county line
If you’re coming with bad intentions
You’d best stay on the other side
And the Peacemaker and the Long Colt
Will make you stand-up tall
The Peacemaker and the Long Colt
Is Hatchet County Law
And the Peacemaker and the Long Colt
Will make you stand-up tall
The Peacemaker and the Long Colt
Is Hatchet County Law