Cowboys From Hell

"Cowboys from Hell" is a song by the heavy metal group Pantera from the album of the same name. Pantera used the phrase "Cowboys from Hell" (or its abbreviation, CFH) liberally in its image and merchandise. The song showcases Dimebag Darrell's style of guitar playing. The lyrics of the song concern (in a somewhat tongue-in-cheek way) the fact that the band were from Texas, a place not usually known at the time for producing successful metal bands, and that they were breaking out of their home state to the world at large.

[Intro] Oh, come on [Verse 1] Under the lights where we stand tall Nobody touches us at all Showdown, shootout Spread fear within, without I say we're gonna take what's ours to have Spread the word throughout the land They say the bad guys wear black We're tagged and can't turn back [Pre-Chorus] You see us coming and you all together run for cover We're taking over this town [Chorus] Here we come, reach for your gun And you better listen well, my friend You see, it's been slow down below Aimed at you, we're the Cowboys from Hell Deed is done, again we've won Ain't talking no tall tales, friend 'Cause high noon, your doom Coming for you, we're the Cowboys from Hell [Verse 2] Oh, pillage the village, trash the scene But better not take it out on me 'Cause a ghost town is found Where your city used to be So out of the darkness and into the light Sparks fly everywhere in sight From our double barrel, 12 gauge Can't lock me in your cage [Pre-Chorus] You see us coming and you all together run for cover We're taking over this town [Chorus] Here we come, reach for your gun And you better listen well, my friend You see, it's been slow down below Aimed at you, we're the Cowboys from Hell Deed is done, again we've won Ain't talking no tall tales, friend 'Cause high noon, your doom We're coming for you, we're the Cowboys from Hell [Guitar Solo] [Chorus] Here we come, reach for your gun And you better listen well, my friend You see, it's been slow down below Aimed at you, we're the Cowboys from Hell Deed is done, again we've won Ain't talking no tall tales, friend 'Cause high noon, your doom Coming for you, we're the Cowboys from Hell [Outro] Ow Step aside for the Cowboys from Hell