I was l ooking for America in a western m ovie
Saw a y oung gunslinger with something to pro ve
I came looking ... like anybody else
I came searching ... like anybody else
L ooking for that golden c alf
And I came s hooting for the stars like any yo ung blood
Found a f at cat city and a crooked ju dge
I killed a nything ... standing in my path
I killed a nything ... till I laid my hands
L aid 'em on that golden c alf
Now it's our l ast stand in open c ountry
This is my la st chance to be wit h you
This is the l ast dance for thi s kind of man
I'm still l ooking for s omething to p rove
I came arou nd full circle aged like an o ld dog
Lo oking at them young bucks just green as fr ogs
But I ain't l aying back no time to laugh
I aint la ying back there's a new kid coming
G unning for that golden c alf
I was l ooking for America in a western m ovie
Saw y oung pike bishop striding through aqua ver de
He was h eaded down that dusty path
He was h eaded down to that blood bath
C hasing down that golden calf
Now it's our la st stand in open co untry
This is my l ast chance to be with you
This is the l ast dance for this k ind of man
I'm still lo oking for so mething to pr ove
But there's al ways someone fa ster
Someone q uicker on the d raw
Someb ody with a hunger c losing i n someone yo unger
Stepping u p to be the n ext outl aw
Now it's our l ast stand in open c ountry
This is my l ast chance to be with y ou
This is the l ast dance for th is kind of man
And I'm still l ooking for s omething to p rove
Yeah I'm still looking for something ... to p rove
