Blood Oath in Bootheels

We carved our names in canyon stone, Swore no man would ride alone. No preacher there, no holy book — Just loaded steel and a long hard look.

Cut our palms on a rusted blade, Mixed that red in desert shade. Spit and sealed it in the sand — Blood don’t lie between a man.

No signatures, No paper trails. Just bone-deep truth And iron wills.

Blood oath in bootheels, Stamped in dust and flame. No law above us, No fear, no shame. If one falls down, We all stand still. Blood oath in bootheels — And we always will.

Sheriff tried to split the line, Offered gold and easy time. But loyalty ain’t bought or sold — It’s earned in nights that freeze your soul.

We don’t talk about the past, We just make sure it lasts. When bullets fly and shadows kneel — You learn what brotherhood is real.

You can break a bone, You can break a deal — But you don’t break What’s forged in steel.

Blood oath in bootheels, Echoed through the plains. Storms may take us, But not our names. We don’t beg and we don’t kneel — We don’t bend, we don’t squeal. Blood oath in bootheels — Signed in blood and sealed.

Heel to dust. Dust to ground. One heartbeat. One sound.

Blood oath in bootheels, Fire in our veins. You can hang us separate — We rise the same. When the last sun sets And the world stands still — Blood oath in bootheels…

And it always will.

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