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Hell on Wheels
2
Rock
Hell on Wheels è stato pubblicato il 5 dicembre 2024 da Squash come parte dell'album Hell on Wheels - Single
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Data di uscita5 dicembre 2024
EtichettaSquash
LinguaEnglish
Melodicità
Acousticità
Valence
Ballabilità
Energia
BPM160

Crediti

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Griffin Keener
Griffin Keener
Songwriter
Will Keener
Will Keener
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Mason Walker
Mason Walker
Executive Producer

Testi

Hangin from the train by the hook of my cane
It's a quarter to two and I'm a lookin' for you
You can try to run
You can try to hide
But I don't know if that'll do
So I hoist myself up and I get a grip
Reach down for the big iron that sits on my hip
I grabbed a holster full of air there was nothin' there
And I don't know if that'll do
Black locomotive won't you come my way
And you'll try but you know at the end of the day
When the freight comes a rollin' with a head of steam
And you can't fill your daddy's shoes
Living in a shanty for a dollar a day
Put it all on the line for your bullshit pay
You lost all your money to the hell on wheels
And you don't know what to do
Hop up through a hatch right in the ground
Just hoping I can make that boy be found
He's got a debt to pay but he cannot stay
And I hope he'll come around
The poor boys dollar is all but gone
And his time's running out like the setting sun
He can try to flee but he'll never be free
And I don't know if his battle is won
Chugging locomotive won't you come my way
And you'll try but you know at the end of the day
When the freight comes a rollin' with a head of steam
And you can't fill your daddy's shoes
Living in a shanty for a dollar a day
Put it all on the line for your bullshit pay
You lost all your money to the hell on wheels
And you don't know what to do
Now I don't know what I've been told but even a fools soul's worth more than gold
But not to me that's the devil's decree
And it depends how you carry your load
The poor boys time is a comin' up
Drink a swift six shooter and I wound it up
If you live by the dice you'll die to the sword
As the devil drinks from his cup
Black locomotive won't you come my way
And you'll try but you know at the end of the day
When the freight comes a rollin' with a head of steam
And you can't fill your daddy's shoes
Living in a shanty for a dollar a day
Put it all on the line for your bullshit pay
You lost all your money to the hell on wheels
And you don't know what to do
Written by: Griffin Keener, Will Keener
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