Sixteen years Sixteen banners united over the field Where the good shepherd grieves Desperate men, desperate women divided Spreading their wings neath
Senor, senor, do you know where we're headin'? Lincoln County Road or Armageddon? Seems like I been down this way before Is there any truth in that, senor
Do you love me, or are you just extending goodwill? Do you need me half as bad as you say, or are you just feeling guilt? I've been burned before and
I had a pony, her name was Lucifer How much longer? How much longer? I had a pony, her name was Lucifer How much longer? She broke her leg and needed
You been down to the bottom with a bad man, babe But you're back where you belong Go get me my pistol, babe Honey, I'd ain't tell right from wrong Baby
I think we better talk this over Maybe when we both get sober You'll understand, I'm only a man Doin' the best that I can This situation can only get
In death, you face life with a child and a wife Who sleep-walks through your dreams into walls You're a soldier of mercy, and you're cold and you curse
I'm getting weary looking in my baby's eyes When she's near me she's so hard to recognize But I finally realize there's no room for regret True love,
Elizabeth Street There's a lonesome bell tone in that valley of stone Where she bathed in a stream of pure heat Her father would emphasize you got to be more than street
: In death, you face life with a child and a wife Who sleep-walks through your dreams into walls. You're a soldier of mercy, you're cold and you curse
: Sixteen years, Sixteen banners united over the field Where the good shepherd grieves. Desperate men, desperate women divided, Spreading their wings
: Do you love me, or are you just extending goodwill? Do you need me half as bad as you say, or are you just feeling guilt? I've been burned before and
: I'm getting weary looking in my baby's eyes When she's near me she's so hard to recognize. I finally realize there's no room for regret, True love,
: Senor, senor, do you know where we're headin'? Lincoln County Road or Armageddon? Seems like I been down this way before. Is there any truth in that
: You been down to the bottom with a bad man, babe, But you're back where you belong. Go get me my pistol, babe, Honey, I can't tell right from wrong
Elizabeth Street And a lonesome bell tone in that valley of stone where she bathed in a stream of pure heat. Her father would emphasize you got to be more than street
: Once I had a pony, her name was Lucifer I had a pony, her name was Lucifer She broke her leg and she needed shooting I swear it hurt me more than it
: I think we better talk this over Maybe when we both get sober You'll understand I'm only a man Doin' the best that I can. This situation can only
