Hell on Horseback: William McWaters' Outlaw Ballad | Wild West Song!

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Hell on Horseback is a dark outlaw country ballad that brings to life the fiery and forgotten tale of William McWaters, a fierce Missouri-born gunman who rode with Quantrill’s Raiders during the blood-soaked days of the American Civil War. From the burning plains of Kansas to the shadowy corners of Union-held territory, McWaters carved his name in smoke and fire. He joined the guerrilla war at just thirteen, riding alongside “Bloody Bill” Anderson, Fletch Taylor, and other infamous figures of the Confederate bushwhacker movement. Known for his deadly precision and ruthless vengeance, McWaters’ legacy became one of fear and legend. But his most audacious act came in 1875—a prison revolt unlike anything the West had seen. As a prisoner in Lincoln, Nebraska, McWaters led a bold escape, disguising himself as the deputy warden and nearly taking over the entire facility. The plan collapsed only when a guard broke free and alerted the militia. Still, the attempt became the stuff of legend.
🎶 This original song blends gritty baritone vocals, acoustic outlaw instrumentation, and Western storytelling, capturing the raw intensity of a man who defied law, morality, and fate.
This song includes references to:
Civil War bushwhackers and the bleeding border conflict
Union raids and Quantrill’s infamous campaigns
The 1875 Lincoln prison revolt
McWaters’ complex legacy of revenge, escape, and defiance
The blurred line between outlaw justice and historical vengeance

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🎵 Hell on Horseback: William McWaters' Outlaw Ballad | Wild West Song!
(Outlaw Country Ballad inspired by William McWaters)
(Verse 1)
Born in the dust of Missouri land,
Second son with vengeance planned.
He watched his kin go down in flame,
And carved that loss into his name.
By thirteen, he crossed the line,
Torch in hand, ‘midst border crime.
A boy turned ghost with a rebel cause,
Swingin' lead outside the law.

(Chorus)
He rode like thunder, shot like sin,
A storm with scars burned in his skin.
From Lawrence streets to Platte's red fields,
He lived for blood, and never kneeled.
No gallows, no jail could cage his flame—
They cursed and cried McWaters' name.

(Verse 2)
With Quantrill, Anderson, John and Fletch,
He rode through fire with a vengeance fetch’d.
Captain Cheeseman fell by steel,
While forty bluecoats fed his zeal.
They called it murder—he called it war,
Paid in blood what they bargained for.
He lost his kin, he lost his grace—
Hell found a horse and gave it chase.

(Chorus)
He rode like thunder, shot like sin,
A storm with scars burned in his skin.
From Lawrence streets to Platte's red fields,
He lived for blood, and never kneeled.
No gallows, no jail could cage his flame—
They cursed and cried McWaters' name.

(Verse 3 – Prison Revolt)
Inside the walls of Lincoln town,
Steel ran deep and hope sank down.
But Billy schemed by candlelight,
And struck his match one frozen night.
Dressed as the warden, calm and sly,
They seized the guards, aimed for the sky.
But one broke loose, and raised the shout—
The 23rd came, guns drawn out.
Hostages freed, the dream was dead,
McWaters bowed his burning head.

(Bridge)
Saloon smoke and pistol bark,
Love turned bitter in the dark.
He danced with ghosts, he drank with fate,
A ticking soul wrapped tight in hate.
They say he smiled when chains were laid,
Still dreaming fire that wouldn’t fade.

(Verse 4 – Death)
They saw him whisper in the yard,
A rock in hand, his final card.
The guard took aim, no place to hide,
McWaters fell—but never cried.
Some called it cold, some called it fate—
But legends never die too late.

(Final Chorus – Slower & Darker)
He rode like thunder, shot like sin,
A storm that broke, but wouldn’t bend.
He stormed the walls, he played the game—
'Til blood and bars became his flame.
He lived by gun, and died the same…
Now the wind moans low with McWaters’ name.

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🎵 Lyrics by: Borna Cuk
🎶 Music & Voice: AI Generated

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