When Death Waited His Turn

He rode up slow, said, “Boy, you’re done.” But I lit my smoke and faced the sun Some fall fast, some just burn — But this time, Death waited his turn

When Death waited his turn — The sky held fire, the wheels still turned Some run quick, some crash and burn — But this time, Death waited his turn

He leaned in close with a shadowed grin, But I rode through the dust, let him spin I ain’t no ghost, I ain’t no dirt — This time, Death waited his turn

When Death waited his turn — The sky held fire, the wheels still turned Some run quick, some crash and burn — But this time, Death waited his turn

I told him, “You don’t own my road — You can ride behind, but I ain’t slowed.” Some chase light, some chase the urn — But this time, Death waited his turn

When Death waited his turn — The sky held fire, the wheels still turned Some run quick, some crash and burn — But this time, Death waited his turn

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