He found Seamus sitting in a bottom perched on a bay
Dood figured that he was about three hundred yards away
Seamus didn't know that he was deadly as can be
Thought he was out of range of that rifle from Cantuckee
Dood laid that old long rifle right across a fallen tree
Took moonlight sight on Seamus, let that iron ball fly free
His shot was true as David's rock, and it found its mark for sure
Knocked him flying from his horse, the one they call McClure
Left the varnish off his words, feared no beast nor man
And if either came upon him, they'd damn sure get slayed
He was harder than the nails hammered Jesus' hands
He was the one they called Dood
Son of a mountain miner and a Shawnee maiden
♪
Ol' Dood walked down the holler to go inspect his man
He found Seamus playing possum, knife ready in his hand
But Ol' Dood saw it coming, beat him to the draw
Moonlight bouncing off that tomahawk
Is the last thing ol' Seamus ever saw
He left the varnish off his words, feared no beast nor man
Didn't wanna end up in his debt, 'cause it'd damn sure get paid
He was harder than the nails hammered Jesus' hands
He was the one they called Dood
Son of a mountain miner and a Shawnee maiden
Son of a mountain miner and a Shawnee maiden
Dood figured that he was about three hundred yards away
Seamus didn't know that he was deadly as can be
Thought he was out of range of that rifle from Cantuckee
Dood laid that old long rifle right across a fallen tree
Took moonlight sight on Seamus, let that iron ball fly free
His shot was true as David's rock, and it found its mark for sure
Knocked him flying from his horse, the one they call McClure
Left the varnish off his words, feared no beast nor man
And if either came upon him, they'd damn sure get slayed
He was harder than the nails hammered Jesus' hands
He was the one they called Dood
Son of a mountain miner and a Shawnee maiden
♪
Ol' Dood walked down the holler to go inspect his man
He found Seamus playing possum, knife ready in his hand
But Ol' Dood saw it coming, beat him to the draw
Moonlight bouncing off that tomahawk
Is the last thing ol' Seamus ever saw
He left the varnish off his words, feared no beast nor man
Didn't wanna end up in his debt, 'cause it'd damn sure get paid
He was harder than the nails hammered Jesus' hands
He was the one they called Dood
Son of a mountain miner and a Shawnee maiden
Son of a mountain miner and a Shawnee maiden
Other albums by the artist
Big Time
2022 · single
Paradise
2021 · single
Cuttin' Grass - Vol. 2 (Cowboy Arms Sessions)
2020 · album
Cuttin' Grass - Vol. 1 (Butcher Shoppe Sessions)
2020 · album
SOUND & FURY
2019 · album
The Dead Don't Die
2019 · single
A Sailor's Guide to Earth
2016 · album
Metamodern Sounds in Country Music
2014 · album
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