Judged By Twelve

I like the Second Amendment.  So, I write songs about it.

Behind The Music:
All the songs so far are here (LINK).  You can buy this song (maybe right now, but probably no later than Monday), and you can buy ALL of them (except for parodies) anywhere you buy music by searching for “Wilder’s Hammer” or “Wilder’s Brigade”.  I listen to them on Spotify, and I see others do, too.  Although buying them doesn’t support this blog, it does support the owner the LLC for the music.  Who might also own the LLC for the blog.

Judged By Twelve
By John Wilder

Out in the city streets the shadows run deep
Or down on the farm the wolves creep
A man’s gotta stand when the danger comes callin’
No time for waitin’, no room for stallin’

Leftists twist the law, make the courtroom their game
Drag you through the mud, try to tarnish your name
But self-defense ain’t a crime, it’s a God-given right
Protect your kin and your own in the dead of the night

They use courts as punishment, wear you down slow
But facin’ a jury beats lyin’ six feet below
They love criminal hearts, not me and you
We have to stand our ground, yes we do

Better to be judged by twelve than carried by six
Face the trial standin’ tall, not crossin’ river Styx
When evil comes knockin’, you draw that line clear
Defend what’s yours, show no fear

Better to be judged by twelve, let the Leftists rage
Process is the punishment, but we turn the page
Triumphant we rise, and we’ll be strong
In our city or country, where we belong

They want us disarmed, compliant and meek
Use courts as their weapon, make the innocent weak
But it’s our freedom, written in blood
We’ll protect our lives, divert the flood

Their legal chains bind, but we won’t break or bend
Better alive in court than meetin’ your end
Defiant against thugs, triumphant we stand
This land’s ours to guard, built by hand

Better to be judged by twelve than carried by six
Face the trial standin’ tall, not crossin’ river Styx
When evil comes knockin’, you draw that line clear
Defend what’s yours, show no fear

Better to be judged by twelve, let the Leftists rage
Process is the punishment, but we turn the page
Triumphant we rise, and we’ll be strong
In our city or country, where we belong

From high-rise alleys to dusty back roads
We carry our own weight, pull our own loads
No waitin’ for saviors when the seconds tick by
Savin’ your kin is survival, no need to justify

Better to be judged by twelve than carried by six
We stand united, despite their tricks
Evil gets stopped when good folks arise
Defiant and free under our blue skies

Better to be judged by twelve, we can’t back down
Courts can’t break us, we own this town
Triumphant we rise, against this witch’s brew
In our city or our country, we’re pullin’ through

Judged by twelve… not carried by six…
Stand strong… we win…

Author: John

Nobel-Prize Winning, MacArthur Genius Grant Near Recipient writing to you regularly about Fitness, Wealth, and Wisdom - How to be happy and how to be healthy. Oh, and rich.

7 thoughts on “Judged By Twelve”

  1. Bah. Bunch of domesticated animals, always looking at their masters for approval. Master, may I protest?

  2. FYI
    In searching on iTunes I had to search both “Wilder’s Hammer” and “Wilder’s Brigade” to find them all.
    I did, and bought them all. It’s a contribution.

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