Lyrics

With his tail in the wind He fell from the sky With a cry Saying shall we begin And snarled with a grin Boy your souls is on trial For the death of yourself No one else can help you out now Do you give in or bow I'm screaming Dear God would ya save my soul They're calling my name on Devil's Row Oh lord would ya take me home One last supper baby I'll be gone It's a hard life running red-lined Leaves you branded with a backwards nine Dear God would ya save my soul They're calling my name down on Devil's Row He said boy your just like me Holding truth so faithfully Let me give you What you need Break those shackles Set you free Roll the dice And play my game Rinse your fire I'll take your shame Bring you fortune Give you fame But you must never Say his name Dear God would ya save my soul They're calling my name on Devil's Row Oh lord would ya take me home One last supper baby I'll be gone It's a hard life running red-lined Leaves you branded with a backwards nine Dear God would ya save my soul They're calling my name down on Devil's Row Wondering around for forty days Stumbling through this mystic haze But I'll roll on for forty more With you scratching at my door
Writer(s): Martin Bishop Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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