Shootout Arena V2 – a Tombstone, Arizona song by Tanuki Thunder

Verse 1

Down in Tombstone on a Saturday night
There’s a little arena under the desert sky
It ain’t fancy, it ain’t big at all
But when those gates open, boys, the crowd stands tall

Chorus

At the Shootout Arena, where the Wild West is still alive
The most intimate bull riding arena the world has ever seen
Eight seconds feels like forever when you’re riding for your life
In the Shootout Arena, where legends are made every night

Verse 2

It’s a little crude, the seats are old and worn
But you can feel the history every time that chute blows
Dirt flies high and the cowboys hit the ground
In the shadow of Boothill, where the real ones stand their ground

Chorus

At the Shootout Arena, where the Wild West is still alive
The most intimate bull riding arena the world has ever seen
Eight seconds feels like forever when you’re riding for your life
In the Shootout Arena, where legends are made every night

Steel Guitar Solo

Final Chorus

Yeah the Shootout Arena, it’s rough around the edge
But it’s got more heart than any million-dollar stage
If you want the real thing, this is where you come
To the Shootout Arena… where the tough ones still run

Outro

Shootout Arena… let ’em ride…