"Aurora" genre: Traditional Country
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	Credits: Paul Justin: Vocals, guitars, mandolin, bass, drums
	Lyrics "Aurora" V1 The wind and dust was blowing across the Walker Valley A young farmer looked on and he dearly missed his family Last years drought had left him with nothing left to lose The outlaws took his family and left his heart a bruise He turned his head and tipped his hat to the graves off in the distance A final plea on deaf ears that wouldn't show resistance He let go, he moved on He came riding into town after three days in the saddle Looking for some vittles and to dust off from his travels He tied his horse up at the rail and headed to get a swallow A loud saloon and a hotel room seemed the place to wallow He made his way up to the bar and ordered a shot of whiskey Told the barkeep to leave the bottle, he'd drink all he could carry He sat down, he sat still So alone and far from home with just a horse and axe to bury A burden so hard and heavy, a load a man should never carry A hundred men were at the call to put an end to his trauma Rowdy town in West Nevada, a place they called Aurora V2 He sat there 'til there was just a trickle in his bottle It seemed the lights were out it was just the calm before the battle He stood up put on his hat, in his eyes a fire burned In the morning he would wake and his enemies would learn One more night of misery was all he'd have to take He'd heap the coals on their heads all saintly ways forsake He'd let go, to seal their fate The sun crept its weary eye over the Wassuk Range He stared into the looking glass prepared for the exchange Down in the street a cold chill began to blow He made his way to make their fate no mercy he would show Six guns hung on both his hips in his mind there was no worry Their death would come with hail and fire dealt with deadly fury He walked out, he made his move So alone and far from home with just a horse and an a axe to bury A burden so hard and heavy, one he'd resolved to carry Ten men in his sites he drew up both his pistols A rowdy in town in West Nevada, a place they called Aurora V3 The smoke had cleared and people stared disbelieving what they'd seen A single man with smoking guns, only one standing at the scene He looked down and at his feet were the men that took away his family He went down on one knee and prayed for men ungodly After he'd said his peace he rose looked at those still staring found his horse and saddled up, rode off in peace in knowing He'd evened up, he moved on So alone and far from home with just a horse and a pain to carry A burden still hard and heavy, but a burden he had buried The rising sun and the future bright, he could start again Far from his pain in West Nevada, a place they called Aurora

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