One Night in Eagle Rock

Lying on his death bed Rolling up his eyes Reaching out his hands I felt his fingers in mine I open up my mouth to speak It suddenly went dry The air became too hard to breathe I started to cry Started back on Friday The words I still recall "Don't go inside the rising sun Your boys are too small" Ignoring everything he said We hammered on the door When finally we came to leave A price takes its toll Down on the street The running sounds of feet Everybody's trying to get inside To see what are rising, yeah Hit 'em on the left Covеr 'em on he right Everybody tried to make it home Can't find a way tonight You drank up all the liquor You drank most of the wine You've been with all the women Now it comes to paying time I do believe I heard a sound A flash before my eyes I watched him hit the ground There was a gun by his side Ah-ahh, Ah-ahh Ah-ahh, Ah-ahh Ah-ahh, Ah-ahh Ah-ahh, Ah-ahh Ah-ahh, Ah-ahh Ah-ahh, Ah-ahh Ah-ahh, Ah-ahh Ah-ahh, Ah-ahh Down in the street The running sounds of feet Everybody's trying to get inside To see what are rising, yeah Hit 'em on the left Cover 'em on the right Everybody gather, find a way Gotta make your way home tonight